"They fought their way into the sky, climbed over the Two Realms Mountains, and stepped into the demonic land. The flag of mankind flew over that land for the first time, but they turned into pottery figurines and slept underground forever."
Lu Yu spoke slowly, a tortuous and sad epic.
The two literary saints slowly woke up from their memories. Lu Yu's words triggered some kind of memory in their hearts. They had never experienced it before, but they felt quite familiar.
Yisheng sighed and shook his head: "The human race has always maintained a defensive posture in the Two Realms Mountains. It is too difficult to invade the Demonic Land!"
He has been in charge of Liangjie Mountain all year round, so he naturally knows the dangers there.
For the human race to cultivate a qualified soldier, it takes a long time and consumes a lot of manpower and material resources.
But the demons are different. Those ancient demons seem to be endless, and often a group of them dies, and a new group of demons will breed in a very short period of time.
Under this situation, even the defense of the human race was quite reluctant, let alone the counterattack.
"Actually, not everything in this world is a foregone conclusion!"
Xun Sheng suddenly said: "In ancient times, all human emperors abdicated. Since the Yinghuang gave you the power of Can Nian, it is very likely that he will also pass on the position of human emperor to you."
"The fate of the Human Emperor is extremely precious. In the future, you may be able to solve the human race's predicament!"
Xun Sheng revealed the secret of heaven with one word, and his eyes were shining brightly.
In the long history of the Middle Ages, he has seen too many sword holders of the Human Emperor Sword. Some are like Haoyang rising into the sky, blooming with strong brilliance, and some are like short-lived flowers that only flicker for a moment and then die.
But Lu Yu was different. Although the two parties had not been in contact for much time, Lu Yu shocked him far beyond anyone before.
"Sheng Xun, the imperial court will need strong men like you in the future!" Lu Yu sent an invitation to Xun Kuang.
If this medieval literary sage could sit in the imperial court, at least all the Confucian monks would gather under Lu Yu's seat.
This significance is far greater than a million-strong army!
Xun Sheng shook his head: "That's all, I have seen through fame and fortune. I just want to teach more disciples in this life and make substantial contributions to the human race!"
But just after he finished speaking, Xun Sheng said again: "However, although I prefer silence, I am not a wild crane hidden in the mountains. If you are of use to the old man in the future, just ask!"
Lu Yu was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you very much, Xun Sheng!"
Literary saints like this are the ones who keep their word. Since they have spoken, they are extremely precious.
"What are you going to do with this Immortal Killing Sword? Since Bo Xun took it upon himself to ask for this sword, but now that his goal has not been achieved, he will definitely not give up." Xun Sheng said in a deep voice.
The Zhuxian Sword is still suspended in mid-air, emitting an evil light.
Although there is no sword spirit, no matter who sees this sword, their eyes feel like they are being stung, and the sword is as bright as a sharp edge!
"I want to do something that I have been thinking about for a long time!"
Lu Yu murmured to himself, looked at the Zhuxian Sword, and walked past.
The sharp sword body flashed with cold light, and the sky was stained with ink. This evil ancient weapon burst out with powerful pressure.
But as Lu Yu raised his hand and pressed it, all the cold light on the sword gathered together and fell neatly into Lu Yu's palm.
At the same time, Lu Yu's left hand slowly held up a jade seal.
The jade seal is four inches in diameter and has five dragons on it. There are eight large characters carved on the front of the jade seal -
If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live forever!