Three days later, Xuanyuan Hill.

Ji Xuanyuan was alone in the big tent, and what kept echoing in his mind was the mirror scene I saw in the parliament before.

"This world of three thousand years will allow me to see it all in one go."

"I have to say, I feel a lot."

Ji Xuanyuan raised the mellow wine placed on the stone table in front of him and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Since the slurry brewed by Du Kang can be famous for three thousand years, it has its own reasons."

"It's no wonder that the world loves this wine only!"

After thinking about it, Ji Xuanyuan raised the cup carefully crafted by the craftsman and drank the mellow wine that ripped out of it in one go.

After drinking, Ji Xuanyuan's expression did not change at all. Then he added a glass of Du Kang wine in the wine pot next to him, and shot a distance from the air:

"Everyone, drink together!"

At this time, there was no one in the tent of Ji Xuanyuan's leader, but the man did not look discomfort, just as if someone was sitting and drinking with him in front of him.

Perhaps outsiders would be surprised unnaturally when they saw it, but only Ji Xuanyuan himself knew that his glass of wine was said to his colleagues who worked together for their ideals, such as Jinyun, Cangjie, and Leizu in the mirror, and to those who worked together for their ideals, and to those who had been moving forward for thousands of years in the future.

With thousands of years of time flowing, and with the rise of heaven, earth, sun and moon as the soul, the heroic spirit contained in this wine is hard to see forever!

There is no immortality in the world. All living creatures are fighting for life with the heavens, whether it is such a powerful god or a demon or a human race with short lifespans.

But even so, can’t we seek strength if we are weak? Do we have to fall into dust forever if we are small?

Of course not.

Not only can we not, but we must strive for all fleeting opportunities, never fall, and move forward bravely!

After thinking about it, Ji Xuanyuan slowly looked at the books that appeared in front of him.

This is what Ji Xuanyuan used the function of the council to transform those skills into reality and transform them into reality.

Speaking of which, Ji Xuanyuan also wants to thank Lu Yao. Although he has strong strength in his life, he is all the strength he has trained step by step. If he really talks about magical powers and magic, except for some mastery of formations, he has almost no other systemic skills. If Lu Yao hadn't given him some points, he would probably not be able to exchange these martial arts secrets.

"Lu Zhenren in this council is indeed a good person..."

Ji Xuanyuan sighed quietly.

Because of his past record of immortals and gods, although Ji Xuanyuan led Xuanyuan Qiu to respect the gods and cooperated with Emperor Fuxi, he actually had some resistance to these immortals and gods.

Not to mention the cities that were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between immortals and gods, just the things that Emperor Fuxi did more than a thousand years ago made Ji Xuanyuan unable to trust these gods in his heart.

More than a thousand years ago, there was a tribe called the Anyi tribe.

At that time, there was a man named Chiyou in Anyi City who also did the same thing as Ji Xuanyuan.

At that time, Chiyou unified the entire northern territory of Shenzhou. With the help of his younger brother Xiangyuan, he went through many trials and forged a shocking divine weapon, named Duansheng and also called the Ancestral Sword.

This sword is smelted by Liaoyuan Fire, quenched by Xuanming Water, cast by metal and iron, made of wood, and the body of the sword is three feet, six inches, five inches, and three inches, three inches, three inches, three inches, and three inches, three inches, and three inches, and three inches, and three inches, and three inches, and four inches, and one inches, and one inches, and

The sword body is like a mixture of ancient black gold and meteorite iron from the sky, shining with a faint faint light. A bright golden thread stroked across the sword body and flowed to the tip of the sword, becoming the heart of the sword weapon.

In order to forge this sword, Xiangyuan not only used tens of thousands of slave lives, but even paid his own life. Based on tens of lives and his own life as the root, he forged the world's number one sword, Duansheng!

When this sword is completed, the sky and the earth will shake, wind, rain, thunder and lightning will follow each other, and it will be easy to open mountains and split the sea.

Chi You, who holds the Duansheng Sword, has an unparalleled attack power in the world and is invincible. Even the gods on the clouds lying high in the sky may not be Chi You's opponents holding the Duansheng Sword.

As Chi You fought in all directions, he became more and more full of doubts about the order in this world, and a question that had been entangled in his mind for a long time gradually came to his mind.

That is God, must he be high and superior?

With this question in mind, Chi You held his younger brother Xiangyuan and worked hard and even paid his life to cast the sword of the Broken Life swept across the world, conquering everywhere, and wanted to make changes to the world through his own efforts.

With his efforts, the name of the Anyi tribe resounded throughout the world and even came to the ears of Emperor Fuxi.

At this time, everything Chi You did was exactly the same as Ji Xuanyuan. What he wanted to do most was to make the race truly strong.

However, unlike Ji Xuanyuan, Chi You did not choose to compromise and lie dormant.

When Chiyou saw Emperor Fuxi personally arrive at the Anyi tribe, his choice was to draw the sword to the sky without hesitation.

At the moment when Emperor Fuxi came, Chi You inspired the fierceness he had in his bones, and without hesitation, he cut out the stunning sword that was stunning in the world!

The ancestor's sword comes out, and all living beings are bleeding!

Facing the Duansheng Sword forged by Xiangyuan, the largest sword-casting master of the human race, even the Emperor Fuxi of the Gods was shocked by it.

Can any weapons in this world hurt his divine body?

Chi You's move was far beyond Fuxi's expectations. He felt the threat and was immediately furious and then fought with Chi You.

That battle made the world dark and the entire Anyi tribe turned into the past clouds and smoke.

The entire tribe of the Anyi tribe was massacred by the furious Emperor Fuxi, and their leader Chiyou also fell in this battle.

The injured Emperor Fuxi took the sword with anger and took the gods to the sky, ignoring the human affairs. The divine blood left behind after he was injured was combined with the turbid air caused by the ancestor sword, and it sprinkled on Chiyou and several of the most powerful people in the Anyi tribe, making them revived and turned into another creature, demon.

After the revival and the mutation, Chi You and these war generals are the origin of the Demonic Origin.

This is also the first battle between man and gods so far, and it is also the last battle between man and gods.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at the method of practicing martial arts in his hand, and looked at the pages of paper that were so skillful, and couldn't help but wipe it gently.

This paper is different from animal skins and is not only easy to record, but also easy to carry.

He had seen it in later generations, and it was a treasure of civilization.

Ji Xuanyuan carefully moved his fingers and opened the martial arts called Pure Yang Wuji Gong in front of him, looking every page.

As the leader of the Youxiong tribe and the leader of Xuanyuanqiu, Ji Xuanyuan was born with something different from others and had the ability to remember everything he saw.

The more Ji Xuanyuan looked, the more he became fascinated by this Taoist named Zhang Sanfeng.

"I think people who can write such famous works are not ordinary people."

After reading this first martial arts magic trick, Ji Xuanyuan was already extremely happy at this moment.

There is a way to improve the strength of the entire human race!

Holding these martial arts scriptures, Ji Xuanyuan was equivalent to holding the key to the strength of the entire human race.

If every warrior in the human race can practice martial arts, and every warrior can compare to the great demon or the heavenly demon, then what else can stop the human race from standing proudly between the entire China!

Even the immortal god led by Emperor Fuxi may not necessarily surpass the human race!

Ji Xuanyuan, who was excited, was paced back and forth in the leader's tent, and was extremely excited.

After a little calming down, Ji Xuanyuan seemed to remember something. After slapping his head, he opened the communication panel of the parliament.

Ji Xuanyuan: I would like to thank the points given by Zhenren Lu, otherwise Ji Xuanyuan might have become a seller.

After Ji Xuanyuan said this, all the members of the parliament thought he was joking, but only Ji Xuanyuan himself knew that what he said was serious.

The longbow of Wuhu is made of sacred wood, and Zhong Lingmingxiu is an unparalleled magic weapon in the world.

But no matter how precious weapons are, Ji Xuanyuan is not as important as making the clan strong.

Ji Xuanyuan: I would also like to thank Senior Zhang Sanfeng and Senior Ling Donglai. If it weren’t for the martial arts scriptures uploaded by you, I would probably not have exchanged so many martial arts scriptures that can help our human race grow their strength.

Ji Xuanyuan: Please accept Ji Xuanyuan’s worship.

After Ji Xuanyuan finished speaking, following the guidance of the parliament, turned on the projection function in the upper right corner, he immediately sorted out his clothes and bowed to the lens of the parliament exchange panel.

Lu Yao: Oh, what is Huangdi saying? Please get up quickly.

Zhang Sanfeng: You are polite to Emperor Huang. Since you need these martial arts books, you can talk to me directly, why do you need to do so many twists and turns?

Ling Donglai: I see that what Huangdi did is for the entire Xuanyuanqiu human race. I can be called a hero if I spend my whole life. If there is something to do, even if I tell Ling, your gift will really make Ling a little confused.

Ji Xuanyuan's gift was not important, but it made all three people, including Lu Yao, anxious.

Judging from the trajectory of the parliament, Ji Xuanyuan's life was magnificent, worthy of the ancestor of the human race and the name of Huangdi.

The few of them only helped a little and did not make any big contributions. They would not be able to give such a great gift from Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan: Haha, you don’t need to do this. Since you have received the favor, I should always say thank you to you.

Ji Xuanyuan: Okay, thank you a few of you, I will also pass this martial arts technique to the tribal generals below, so as to make our human race become stronger as soon as possible!

Ji Xuanyuan: Please continue, Ji Xuanyuan will not be with you. I will chat with you fellow Taoists until I have time.

Lu Yao: Just go and see you again.

Zhang Sanfeng: See you back.

Ling Donglai: See you back.

After the words came to an end, Ji Xuanyuan turned off the projection function, and instantly, Ji Xuanyuan's figure disappeared from it on the communication panel of the council.

Lu Yao: This Huangdi is dedicated to the development of the human race. He hopes that after obtaining martial arts, he can get what he wants.

Zhang Sanfeng: Indeed, from the perspective of the old Taoist, this little friend Ji Xuanyuan has such courage at a young age and can indeed be called the name of Huangdi!

In Wudang Hall, Zhang Sanfeng touched his chin and white beard, stared at the introduction of Ji Xuanyuan's trajectory in the parliament, and nodded with deep emotion.

Such a great virtue, just as Lu Yao said, hope he can get what he wants.

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