My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 343: ? First generation master
Crunchy.
In the ancient palace, an old rickety figure walked out, dragging a coffin filled with ancient atmosphere.
And the words of the old man lingered in the entire palace with a roar.
Luo Hong's hair is horrified, and his hairs stand upside down.
He stared at the old man walking out of the palace, an inexplicable depression hung in his heart. Although he could not sense the old man’s breath and strength, the dangerous feeling from the depths of his soul was what caused Luo Hong is alert.
The Tomb of the Emperor...has not been opened for 100,000 years.
In other words, this old man may have lived in the ancient tomb for 100,000 years!
A pig has lived for one hundred thousand years, and I am afraid that it will become a terrifying existence!
Not to mention being a practitioner!
Luo Hong's nerves tightened.
Just now secretly scolding the emperor...have you been arrested in a formal way?
So embarrassing!
The old man dragged the coffin, trembling step by step, as if walking from the end of time, calling the coffin board on Luo Hong's face.
Dark, heavy, and icy air is permeating between heaven and earth.
In a flash, the old man already appeared in front of Luo Hong, not a short distance away.
Although the old man’s breath has never been revealed, the breath that erupts is powerful and terrifying.
The old man is not tall, and coupled with his rickety body, he looks very short in front of Luo Hong.
The old man pulled the coffin and stood in front of Luo Hong, looking up at Luo Hong's face.
Luo Hong also stared at the old man, the atmosphere was a bit stagnant, as if froze, look at me, I look at you...time stopped passing by at this moment.
For a long time, Luo Hong smiled awkwardly: "Senior...I heard it wrong, the emperor is powerful and domineering, suppressing the Three Realms, and being invincible in all directions. He is a model of our generation. I admire him very much and have always been regarded as an idol!" /
"Shit."
The old man sneered.
"The old man is old, but not deaf..." The old man shook his head.
At this moment, Luo Hong's tense emotions are also slightly relaxed, because the old man in front of him does not seem to be very malicious.
"Hundred thousand years...The opening of the Tomb of the Human Emperor means that the imprints of the Human Emperor in the Three Realms will disappear under the washing of time, and an era will completely come to an end."
The old man's face was a bit regretful and emotional.
"Young man, you are a human race, today's human world... how is your life?"
The old man’s expression is complicated, his eyes are very strange, even Luo Hong dare not look at him, the other’s eyes, as if they have cut out countless spaces, repetitively, staring slightly, his mind It will sink into it and it will be difficult to extricate itself.
Luo Hong calmed down at this moment. Hearing the old man's question, he suddenly sighed.
"The world today is not so good."
"The heavenly gate hangs, and all the tribes of the heavens are staring at the fat flesh of the world. Now before the tomb of the emperor is opened, many celestial arrogances are sent into the world..."
"The celestial arrogances deceived people too much, humiliated the human race, deceived the human race without the strong, repeatedly oppressed, compressed the living space of my human race, and the cultivators of the world were compressed and retreated to the extreme northern snowfield, in the ice world. , Starving, freezing...it's too miserable!"
Luo Hong said terribly, so he almost gave himself a "Snowflakes" background music.
The old man was startled.
He has slept in the Tomb of the Emperor for 100,000 years, and he really knows very little about the world today.
However, I didn't expect that the human race that once powerfully shocked the Three Realms and ruled the Three Realms with a dynasty attitude would be so oppressed.
However, the old man also vaguely felt a little weird.
Although he doesn't know the situation outside, he knows the situation of Luo Hong and Tianjiao of the clans entering the tomb of the emperor.
Just now...just now, the arrogance of all races seems to have died 90%!
They all died in Luo Hong's hands...
This is where the old man feels weird. The outside world is really like what Luo Hong said, the living space of the human race has been compressed to the extreme northern snowy field, can you only survive in such a harsh environment?
The old man looked at Luo Hong, Luo Hong's body was full of positive yang, and the light was shining, and the river of righteousness turned all over his body.
The old man’s eyes were strange, he saw through the cave sky in Luo Hong’s dantian, and saw the phantom of the saint sitting in the cave, as well as the saint’s book mountain and the saint’s wretched boat...
The old man's heart is stunned, this son...is the inheritor of Jixia Academy?
It can actually outline the phantom of the ancient saints, and control the mountain of books and the wretched boat...
He is a person who is flying on the right path, and is the hope of the next generation of Jixia Academy.
How could such a person lie?
"The emperor has fallen, the world is suffering, and thousands of people are all slaves..."
Luo Hong sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and sighs, and grief and anger flowed in his eyes.
The old man was startled, his body trembling slightly.
Human...Is it so miserable? !
Thousands of people are slaves!
The most miserable world!
Why did the human race fall to this point?
This generation of master... is it waste? !
Although Luo Hong's words are somewhat exaggerated, most of them are in line with the reality.
The human race today is indeed oppressed by all races in the heavens.
If the rules of the emperor were to dissipate, with the overall strength of the heavens, the world would not be able to stop them, and there was no emperor in the world.
Once there are no rules and it is impossible to restrict the entry of the Uranus, who can resist the Uranus?
At that time, the end of the human race will be much more miserable than the Tianjiao of all races who have been forced into the extreme northern snowy field.
Luo Hong glanced at the old man who kept sighing, and said with a strong smile: "Senior, it's okay...I'm a human race, I'm used to it."
"Going forward in adversity, fearless, my human race... live to death!"
"This is also the purpose of waiting for me to enter the tomb of the emperor, hoping to restore the glory of the ancient times! The light of the emperor is sprinkled on the road."
The old man looked at Luo Hong, his eyes filled with relief.
Although the human race is weak, it seems that the human race has not abandoned itself, and is still working hard to strengthen itself.
We are not afraid of being weak, most afraid of losing faith.
Actually, the old man also guessed the status quo of the human race.
After all, the human world is restricted by the rules of the human race. Although it protects the peace of the human race, it also loses the hope of becoming stronger.
Under the rules of the Human Emperor, the human race cannot live forever, while the heaven has a long river of life, but it can live forever.
It is difficult for the human race to have a strong monk, and the strongest is only half, which also limits the combat power of the world.
Once the rules of the emperor disperse, how can it be compared with the heavens?
"What you said... I believe, you are the hope of Jixia Academy, and you will not deceive the old man."
The old man said.
"The heavens were not weak 100,000 years ago. Even if the human emperor ruled the three realms, there were already many old antiques in the heavens. They have lived for a long time, and their cultivation and realm have reached a terrible level."
Luo Hong was startled: "Senior is talking about the king of all races?"
"Now there are four upper and triple heavenly gates hanging above the world. The aura of those strong heavenly kings is indeed terrifying..."
The old man glanced at Luo Hong with a strange face: "The King of Heaven?"
"No... the old man is talking about the ‘pseudo emperor’ of all races."
"Although the king of heaven is good, but... it should be worse than the "pseudo emperor"."
"The king of heaven, it should be the fighting power of all races on the bright side."
The old man said.
Luo Hong took a breath.
The pseudo-emperor?
Luo Hong really didn't know the news. He thought that the king of heaven was already the most powerful of all races, and now it seems...not so.
In that case, boss number zero... is likely to be a Puppet Emperor's combat power?
Luo Hong frowned, of course this was just his guess.
Suddenly, Luo Hong looked at the old man, "Senior is the strong man of my human race?"
The old man glanced at Luo Hong, the endless chaotic brilliance flowing in his eyes: "The old man is naturally a human race, but by the order of the emperor, guarding the tomb of the emperor is also regarded as guarding the tomb of the emperor."
The tomb has been guarded for 100,000 years?
What a sincere feeling that cannot be profaned?
Luo Hong was immediately in awe.
One hundred thousand years, who can endure one hundred thousand years of loneliness, even if you sleep most of the time, but there will surely be awake times.
The old man seemed to see what Luo Hong was thinking, and he sighed: "One hundred thousand years, the old man will wake up once every nine thousand years, and every time he will be sober for a thousand years, waiting for the opening of the tomb of the emperor."
"The old man woke up nine times in total, so it can be inferred that the world should have passed one hundred thousand years."
"The old man is not only a guardian of the tomb, but also a taker. The emperor left a legacy in the tomb...I hope that future generations will be inherited and reproduce the glory of the ancients."
Sure enough, someone inherited from the emperor, Luo Hong's eyes condensed.
"The inheritance of the human emperor is treated equally, but as a human race, the old man actually still hopes that the human race can be inherited..."
The old man said, "So, when I will come out to see you this time, I also feel that you have a great hope of being passed down by the Emperor."
Luo Hong held his breath and said nothing.
The old man smiled and raised his hand with a wave. In an instant, a picture after another appeared. In the picture, there are figures sitting cross-legged in front of various palaces.
There is Li Xiuyuan, there is Chen Tianxuan, there is a female emperor...These are all human monks.
Of course, there are also Longguang, Jialou and other evil spirits.
They all sat cross-legged in front of the palace, but the old man did not go to see them.
The only thing the old man saw was Luo Hong.
Sure enough, as the old man said, he was optimistic about Luo Hong.
"Strictly speaking, you can be regarded as a person in the same line as an old man."
The old man said, when these words came out, the world was shocked.
Luo Hong suddenly looked up at the old man in surprise.
"You are in the line of Jixia Academy. Back then, when the emperor established Jixia Academy, the old man was officially named the first master."
The old man laughed. Although he was old and lifeless, there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes.
And these words fell in Luo Hong's ears, suddenly, like thunder on the ground.
The first master? !
Fuck!
Grand Master Appears!
Luo Hong was stunned.
The first master is still alive? !
The first master who has lived for 100,000 years...This is too awesome!
He is less than 20 years old, Luo Hong, and talking to a big cow who has lived for 100,000 years is under great pressure.
"The reason why the old man came out to see you is because your method of breaking the first level is a bit different."
The old man took a deep look at Luo Hong and said.
Luo Hong knows his family's affairs, has he secretly reproduced the small world and was discovered?
Luo Hong laughed, but said nothing.
"You have a lot of potential, and the old man is optimistic about you, but whether you can get the inheritance of the emperor depends on your chance."
The first master, Tao.
"The first level is a screening. Those who can't get out of the endless road can only get lost in it and lose the qualification to continue to attack the inheritance."
"Walking out of the endless road is the second level. The second level is more difficult. The emperor sets up the "Hundred Dao Tablets". , There will be rankings on the Baidao Monument, and you will understand the specific situation when you enlighten..."
"Only by winning the first, can you be qualified, and the heir emperor inherits."
The first master, said lightly.
The first generation master carried his hands on his back, "Today the human race is facing the oppression of the heavens, so it is so difficult to survive, the old man has high hopes for you, otherwise...the human race will inevitably be destroyed."
"Of course, this tells you that the old man can't change much. As for the old man himself, there is a reason."
"The old man's name is Kong Xu, the first master of Jixia Academy..."
The old man smiled.
After that, the fingers that were as dry as dead branches slowly lifted up.
Pointed to Luo Hong's lower abdomen.
Om...
A golden light burst out suddenly, flooding into Luo Hong's dantian.
"Shushan and Bitter Boat are the treasures of Jixia Academy's suppression. They are saint soldiers, and the old man also used them back then."
"With your current strength, it is basically impossible to master the mountain of books and the wretched boat. Without entering the realm of the king, it is difficult to control. The old man's teaching is both the law and the key. You can try to motivate Shushan and Bianzhou."
The old man smiled.
After that, he withdrew his hand.
And Luo Hong also felt a little change, but he couldn't detect it.
Luo Hong's heart was stunned, and he understood that the strength of this first generation master was really terrifying.
Now, Luo Hong still has the right to use the copy page once, and the demon is not allowed to copy, and the power of number zero copying is also warned in advance. Maybe... next time you can copy this first generation master.
Luo Hong's eyes twitched.
The first generation master Kong Xu only felt like he was caught in the dark.
"Go ahead."
"This is what we should talk about. I hope you can pass the second level, the inheritance of the emperor... The old man does not want to fall into the hands of foreigners."
The first generation master Kong Xudao.
Luo Hong only felt a majestic repulsive force burst out.
Luo Hong originally wanted to ask some questions, such as whether the human emperor really died, why did such a powerful human emperor die... and so on.
However, the first master did not give Luo Hong a chance.
So, Luo Hong didn't have a chance to ask, he just felt that Dou Zhuan Xingyi was thrown out of this area.
When Luo Hong woke up, he found himself in front of a palace again, but this time the door of the palace was closed tightly, and the old man who had not opened or pulled the coffin walked out of it.
A stone monument stands quietly in front of the palace.
The stele is full of names.
And above it, the light shines brightly.
"Hundred Road Monument!"
On the stele, three words appeared, magnificent and magnificent!
……
In other areas, everyone sitting in front of the palace and staring at the dark stone stele also noticed the change of the stele. They also saw the three words "Hundred Dao steles" appearing on the stele.
Everyone is excited.
"The first level, Mo Yi, the second level, Jiandao..."
On top of the black stone stele, there are words appearing. The words are full of primitive atmosphere, as if they were carved from the ancient times, and are reappearing today, one hundred thousand years later.
"Only those who have passed the first hurdle can verify the Tao, and enter the Hundred Dao Tablets. The Hundred Dao Tablets record the world ascetic roads. Entering the Hundred Dao Tablets can trigger a kind of ascetic path. According to the number of rankings accumulated by the monument, the one with the most rankings will win the inheritance of the emperor."
On the black stone tablet, ancient words clearly describe the rules.
Before every palace.
Everyone is short of breath.
Galou, Longguang, Daylight, Di Shiyi, Brahma Fire and other celestial evildoers are panting like a dragon!
Inheritance of the Emperor!
Finally came into contact with the inheritance of the emperor!
If you can get the inheritance of the emperor, you can truly embark on the road of emperor and aspire to the top of the Three Realms!
The five evildoers are extremely excited, perhaps, this is the legendary catastrophe, there must be a blessing!
I didn't die under Luo Hong's outburst. Now, I can finally come into contact with the inheritance of the Emperor!
The eyes of the five evildoers overflowed with spirits.
Although they are in different palaces, they are actually very confident.
In their opinion, the people who can compete with them in the imperial tomb are each other.
As for Luo Hong, his strength is too low. Although Luo Hong's name appeared on the black stone tablet at the last moment, it took too long.
This shows that Luo Hong didn't show too good demeanor in the first stage of grit.
Luo Hong may have many cards, but his cultivation base is weak and his strength is low.
In the battle for the inheritance of the emperor, there is not much advantage.
And the second level, Jindao.
To enter the Hundred Dao Monuments, you need to understand the avenues and accumulate the meaning of the monuments. Luo Hong's practice is too short and his qualifications are relatively low, so he must be the last.
Therefore, their competitors are only evildoers of all races.
Of course, Li Xiuyuan in the human race is also worth noting, but it is only worth noting.
Boom!
After the black stele reveals all the rules.
Suddenly a suction burst out from the monument.
Everyone only feels that their own willpower has been cut off, turned into a villain, and got into the black stele.
……
Jalou is very confident. As the evildoer of the Protoss generation, he considers himself first in talent.
In the entire Three Realms, among the younger generation, only Brahma Fire, Long Guang, Daylight, and Di Shiyi are the only ones who can match him.
However, being comparable means inferior.
He Jialou, confident that his talent can crush them.
Be sure to stand out in this inspection level!
Inheritance of the Emperor... His Garou is bound to win.
The villain of Jialou entered the black stele.
Suddenly discovered that what appeared in front of him was a cliff, the cross section of the cliff was extremely radiant, and there were silk threads surging on it.
"Experiencing the Tao, first show your own avenue!"
Galou laughed.
Sitting on a rugged boulder under the cliff, it is as solid as a rock, immovable as a mountain.
After that, he let out a sigh of relief, raised his head, and began to recall his path of practice in his heart.
The Protoss is good at swords, the most powerful swordsmanship of the Protoss, the sword of judgment, is extremely powerful, horizontally and horizontally in the Three Realms!
So, his Jialou has been practicing sword since he was a child!
So, what he showed was Kendo!
Boom!
Jialou's hair was flying freely, he raised his head and stared at the glorious cliff.
In an instant!
Above the cliff, there was turbulent tumbling, and thereafter, the rushing waterfall flew down, venting instantly, exploding the world and the void!
Boom boom boom!
Like a silver bottle bursting into the water, the waterfall formed by the sword qi flew down, and instantly hit Jialou's body.
Galou felt like he was carrying a whole world on his back.
He roared, his body shining brightly, one after another weird runes flashed on his body, and a magical sword appeared in his hand, swinging the sword to cut the waterfall!
He is up against the waterfall!
The water from the waterfall burst, he, the villain, seemed to be burning, and the power of the avenue and his villain who flowed down were wasted, and they continued to escape deliberately.
And these escaped meanings are the monumental meanings!
The meaning of the stele gradually condenses into a high-profile stele shadow!
Outside, outside the palace.
Jalou's body squinted, staring at his meaning on the black stone tablet.
"Jialou, the meaning of the monument: one zhang six, current ranking: number one"
When Jialou saw this scene, he was immediately overjoyed.
His eyes shifted horizontally, falling above the others' rankings.
"Di Shiyi, the meaning of the monument: one zhang five, current ranking: second"
Di Shiyi ranked second?
Jialou took a deep breath, and sure enough, the strongest evildoer of the monster clan generation, there is indeed something.
Looking down further, they are Brahma Huo, Long Guang and Li Xiuyuan.
The ranking of the fairy clan monster daylights dropped to sixth, surpassed by Li Xiuyuan.
This made Jialou stare slightly, Li Xiuyuan's intent on the monument reached ten feet, but it was not weak.
As if thinking of something, Jialou moved his eyes horizontally, trying to find Luo Hong's ranking.
I saw Luo Hong at the end, the monument said: San Chi.
What is it?
Galou suddenly laughed.
Only three feet, **** stuff!
This is also worthy of the emperor's inheritance?
"Human King Luo Hong, although he has a lot of cards, but...the practice is short, this human emperor inheritance, the human race is not dominant! Even if it is you Luo Hong...it is difficult to change anything."
A faint mockery emerged in Garou's heart.
He looked forward to Luo Hong's face when he was looking forward to his inheritance from the Emperor.
……
And Luo Hong at this moment.
It was a terrible headache.
It's not the accumulation of headaches, but headaches... He has too many ways, what should he do?
Evil, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, sword, martial arts... all of the six avenues he has studied, and they are not the kind of rain and dew.
So, when he surrounds the cliff on six sides, there are waterfalls flying down.
Luo Hong was almost terrified!
The feeling of oppression and suffocation in ambush on six sides is too strong!
As the Liugu waterfall flew down, Luo Hong was almost squashed.
Luo Hong used all his strength to support it with difficulty, and his willpower was almost completely suppressed. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to dissipate the meaning of the monument.
Luo Hong could only gritted his teeth and slowly supported it bit by bit.
After all, he was under the pressure of six ways, and he was really suffering compared to only one of others.
Luo Hong's face was dark, and for the first time he felt the disadvantages of too many enlightenment roads.
He's going to be the bottom, right?
Luo Hong feels that he is about to finish.
Outside, Luo Hong glanced at the black stone stele, his heart was sour and difficult to understand, there was a kind of sorrow of fluttering snowflakes.
The joys and sorrows between people are not interoperable!
Sure enough, Uncle Chen was right. His Luo Hong's talent... is rubbish!
Practicing... so difficult!
……
At the same time.
People's Palace, Partial Palace.
The first generation master rickets extremely, sitting on the coffin board, with chaos circulating in his eyes.
There are various images reflected in his eyes.
In the picture, he saw Jialou supporting the waterfall, full of light, full of energy, and straight up against the current.
He saw Li Xiuyuan's Nirvana fire linger, burning the waterfall.
I also saw Long Guang, incarnate as a golden dragon, with a magnificent head!
Finally, the first master saw Luo Hong...
At the beginning, he saw that Luo Hong only condensed the intent of a three-foot monument, and was a little confused. After all, the intent of the three-foot monument was not in line with Luo Hong's talent!
The heaven of the cave revealed by Luo Hong in the first level is almost approaching the heaven of the supreme cave!
As a result, in the second level, Luo Hong actually performed so badly.
However, when he saw Luo Hong surrounded by cliffs on six sides~IndoMTL.com~ there were six waterfalls flying down, and there were only question marks left in his mind.
Isn't the inspection level one that I should choose the most proficient?
Why, everyone else has only one waterfall, you Luo Hong has six?
This shows that Luo Hong is under six times the pressure of others!
In this way, it can still condense the meaning of a three-foot stele, which shows that Luo Hong should have been able to condense the meaning of a ten-foot stele!
This...what a monster!
Perhaps...this is the inheritor that the Emperor has been waiting for for 100,000 years?
This son looks like an emperor! ! !
The first master seemed to understand something. He trembled, and suddenly, the coffin board under him was torn apart by him.
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