I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Five hundred and ninety-seven. That’s it?

To be honest, Lu Jian was a little worried at first about whether it would cause large-scale pollution if the scenes in the temple were released.

After all, it was the sealed Old One, and just one look at it could make Lu Jian roast. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to sublimate it into water vapor on the spot after seeing it.

But when Lu Jian checked the video, he discovered something strange.

I don’t know why, but this video is not as seriously contaminated as it was originally.

After Lu Tan finished reading, he didn't even have any emotional fluctuations.

At first, Lu Tian thought it was because he was well-informed and had already passed the threshold.

But after reading it, Feng Yu said there was no problem.

Later, Lu Tan showed it to Qin Tiantian.

Qin Tiantian didn't have any special reaction after reading it, and even ate an extra bowl for dinner.

Afterwards, Lu Jian handed it to his employees of Jingjing Media.

The most severe reaction among employees was to the point where they felt dizzy.

That's it?

Lu Jian guessed that there were two possibilities. One was that he and the people around him had been exposed to pollution for a long time, so he had reached a certain depth of pollution. Therefore, the image of the sealed old ruler that had been reprocessed on the video was not There was no strong erosion.

There is another possibility, which is more theoretical.

Lu Jian has always been curious about how the pollution of the Old Ones affects the human spirit.

How can a piece of knowledge or a name begin to convey pollution?

For example, a name, like Fang Geng, consists of two characters. The word "Fang" has no pollution, and the word "Geng" has no pollution, but Fang Geng will bring pollution, but Geng Fang will not.

Therefore, Lu Jian guessed that rather than saying that knowledge would bring pollution, it would be better to say that this knowledge would lead to the gaze of great beings, thus bringing pollution.

So, what if this great existence has been completely sealed?

After that, Fang Geng must have been given up by the dark-skinned man, and coupled with Xuanjun's restrictions, he fell into a long sleep.

Therefore, even if Lu Tiao pronounces his name, the pollution will not spread.

And the pollution caused by His image weakens.

This pattern is a bit like once you mention the name of the Great Old One and related information,

They will follow the network cable to hit you,

But because of the seal of some great beings, these old rulers were disconnected from the Internet, so everyone can scold them as they like.

anyway,

Lu Tan thought this was a good sign.

Just imagine, if the people of this world faced the Old Ones directly, they would be fine.

When other pollution comes,

Not everyone is used to it,

Isn’t it serious?

Therefore, he edited part of the image of the sealed Old One.

certainly,

For most ordinary people, this thing is quite powerful.

When Stephen saw the piece of meat, his whole body felt like something was holding his throat.

It's like pressing your head hard into the water,

can not breath.

He felt as if he suddenly had some more knowledge in his head,

This knowledge is gone quickly,

Suddenly it disappeared from his mind.

This feeling was like having a rope threaded through his left ear,

It came out of my head and was pulled out of my right ear.

The brain is shaking.

At the same time, one of the two foreigners began to melt,

One turned into a puddle of overcooked meat, the other went into a frenzy,

There is blood oozing from both eyes, and something is crawling under the skin,

It seemed like he could break out of his body at any time.

This scene is cruel and strange,

At the same time, there is a sense of desperate beauty.

If there were any representative images of destruction, then Stephen believed that this must be one of them.

At this time, the camera turned, and the earthquake became more and more violent, and the city was in a mess. Lu Tiao came to the Taoist temple.

He met the Nine Legends who were fighting monsters and told them the truth about Xuanjun.

Moreover, Lu Tuan decided to go to the sealing place to suppress all this.

"Are we finally going to burn Lu Tiao?"

Stephen suddenly changed from that decadent,

As if he had recovered from being beaten hard by life, he became excited and looked forward to the next plot.

Lu Tiao quickly followed the road and found the caves excavated by foreigners. He lay in the coffin and came to the temple.

In an instant, Lu Tan also melted.

Melt, boil, scorch.

The power of the Old One is clearly visible.

On Jiangcheng Mountain, the earth trembled.

Jiuchuan people also encountered the problem of being unable to go down the mountain.

After some hesitation, they finally chose to go back to the mountain to help Lu Tiao.

Seeing this scene, Professor Hu finally understood what his father regretted.

Because only his father did not follow him up the mountain, but looked for other ways to go down the mountain.

Professor Hu knew very well that his father was doing it for himself and his mother. If it were him, he might choose to escape in this situation.

save the world,

It was never an obligation.

But it was precisely this that made his father regret his life.

Because he betrayed the mission and inheritance of so many years.

Descendants of the ninth stream,

After a long inheritance, different choices emerged.

There are people like Dai Yuanyang who sell everything for themselves in search of strength.

There are people like Qi Ye who live alone and do not betray, but they also do not pass on the legacy.

There are still people, like these Nine Legends who are heading towards Xuanjun's cave, who choose to believe in hope.

Even if there is an abyss ahead, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, as long as there is hope, it cannot be said that there is no possibility of breaking through the barriers.

Human beings are small, yet great.

Seeing this, Professor Hu had tears in his eyes.

Cao Manwen looked at the moved expression of the old man next to him, and he was also touched.

He looked at the sentence in the cave and fell into thinking.

[Those who have died, pay tribute to the deceased]

If you were to stand in that position one day, would you give up everything and die generously like these people?

Cao Manwen didn't know.

Perhaps at such a moment, there will be a mysterious power to help him make a decision.

This power comes from the education he received since childhood, the knowledge he gained, from what he has seen and heard, and from the deepest part of his bloodline.

This is the only thing he can believe.

Because in the past history, in such a long history, it was thousands and thousands of people like them who supported this country to continue to move forward in the face of hardships.

Jiuliu is just a microcosm.

They represent the struggles of an entire era.

When facing the erosion of darkness that they cannot resist, there are always some people who are willing to give up their future just to let this land usher in the dawn again.

Therefore, when he saw countless seniors standing together and putting their hands on their shoulders, Cao Manwen's vision became blurred.

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