Mysterious energy that has never been seen before rises from the monk's body, and it changes in unpredictable ways.
Within the Immortal Dynasty, mysterious energy rises from every inch of land, like smoke.
Some monks stretched out their hands to catch it, but they seemed to encounter phantoms. No matter how they tried, they couldn't catch it.
Mysterious energy fills every space, gradually forming bundles and sheets, taking direction, and converging to one location.
Tianzun.
"This is..." Yu Feng was surprised, he had never seen this power before.
"This is the national destiny, the newly born national destiny." Jiang Li explained.
Tianzun opens his arms to welcome the newly born power of national destiny.
The power of national destiny gathers from all directions, just like the vast ocean pouring into a bottomless cave. The power of national destiny continues to condense and compact, and finally forms a mask that constantly changes in appearance.
The Holy Immortal Dynasty used the national destiny as its mask.
Tianzun has considered what the destiny of the Immortal Dynasty should be, whether it is a guillotine that cuts down countless wronged souls, a hidden weapon that hides murderous intentions, or a beast that preys on the weak.
He denied all of these.
The more realistic it is, the stronger the national destiny will be. None of these things are the best choices.
Guillotines, hidden weapons, and wild beasts all represent killing. With these things as the destiny of the country, the Immortal Dynasty will fall into endless battles and eventually destroy itself.
After careful consideration, Tianzun finally chose the mask.
In Tonggu Continent, everyone wears a mask and does not expose their true thoughts to the outside world.
Assassination, betrayal, fake smiles, acting... Similar but different shows are staged every day in Tunggu Continent.
Even Tianzun does not do things openly and aboveboard. He destroys books secretly and lowers the overall lower limit.
"Is this the power of national destiny?" Tianzun felt abundant power pouring into his body, and his strength climbed up and finally stopped at the peak.
"But why don't you feel very strong?" Tianzun felt that although he had become stronger, he was not completely stronger.
Compared with the description in the classics, it seems to be worse.
According to the classics, receiving the blessing of national luck is equivalent to being in the period of transcending tribulation.
But now he only has a quarter of the strength of the Tribulation Stage, and he is still at the lowest stage of Tribulation Stage.
"What's the problem? The number of monks? There are already enough people in the Immortal Dynasty."
Tianzun felt that five million monks was already an extremely terrifying number, and he did not believe that any other country could have such a huge number of monks.
But now is not the time to consider such things, Tianzun continued to preside over the ceremony.
The great Arhat was writing furiously on the sidelines, recording this historic moment.
He was appointed by Tianzun as a historian, responsible for recording the history of the Immortal Dynasty.
"On the first day of the first lunar month of the first year of the Immortal Dynasty, Tianzun received the support of all people, and as the monks wished, he gathered the people's hearts in himself, performed great deeds in heaven and earth, and established the Holy Immortal Dynasty. Nearly ten million monks shouted that Tianzun is wise and immortal, and the whole world
Invincible."
The great free-spirited Arhat thought for a while and found that no one seemed to shout "Tianzun Yingming", so he put down his pen, raised his hand and shouted "Tianzun Yingming", and then continued to record history.
"The destiny of the country rises and condenses into a mask. The Heavenly Lord receives the blessing of the destiny of the country and is invincible in the world. The Immortal Dynasty is evergreen and will last forever."
Tianzun raised his arms and shouted: "I will sacrifice the lives of millions of mortals to protect the country with blood, so that my immortal dynasty will live as long as heaven!"
The ancestor of Blood River cleared a large open space, and millions of mortals were neatly placed here.
The mortals knelt on the ground, their eyes clear, and they shouted in unison.
"The Heavenly Lord exists forever, his power reaches the sky, and the immortal dynasty begins today!"
"The Heavenly Lord exists forever, his power reaches the sky, and the immortal dynasty begins today!"
"We, mortals, are like nothing. We will die for the Heavenly Lord and for the Immortal Dynasty. We will live as people of the Immortal Dynasty and die as the ghosts of the Immortal Dynasty. After death, we will protect the Immortal Dynasty forever!"
"We, mortals, are like nothing. We will die for the Heavenly Lord and for the Immortal Dynasty. We will live as people of the Immortal Dynasty and die as the ghosts of the Immortal Dynasty. After death, we will protect the Immortal Dynasty forever!"
The monks looked at each other and saw that they had never seen such a scene before. They thought that these mortals who were greedy for life and afraid of death would beg for mercy and cry out. In the past, when they killed mortals, they would behave like this.
Unexpectedly, the mortals at the founding ceremony were different and volunteered to die.
I don’t know what methods the Blood River ancestor used.
Tianzun is very satisfied with the performance of mortals. Only ordinary mortals can be worthy of this unique founding ceremony in the ages.
The Shengxian Dynasty was the first court in the Tonggu Continent composed entirely of immortal cultivators, and it was destined to leave its name in history.
"When you are born, you are a person of the Immortal Dynasty, and when you die, you are the ghost of the Immortal Dynasty."
"When you are born, you are a person of the Immortal Dynasty, and when you die, you are the ghost of the Immortal Dynasty."
Gradually, Tianzun realized that something was wrong. The power of the national destiny was declining rapidly. He desperately tried to grasp this hard-won power. The national destiny was like gravel. The tighter he grasped, the faster it passed.
In the end, the national destiny disappeared completely, not even a trace remained!
Tianzun soon figured out the reason - these mortals.
It does not mean that whoever is registered in the household is a citizen of the Immortal Dynasty, and the registration book is not a fairy weapon.
Whenever someone thinks that he is a citizen of the Immortal Dynasty, then he is a citizen of the Immortal Dynasty.
These mortal toads want to eat swan meat and imagine themselves to be the subjects of the immortal dynasty!
The prerequisite for consolidating the national destiny is that more than 90% of the people are monks. Five million monks are mixed with millions of mortals, reducing the 10% to 80%!
He cannot kill these mortals yet.
After the death of these mortals, the Immortal Dynasty will also count them among its subjects.
The dead are also subjects.
There is only one way to reunite the destiny of the country, and train all these mortals into monks!
"Xuehe, this is the surprise you gave me!" Thinking of the proud expression of ancestor Xuehe, Tianzun was filled with anger.
He lost face!
"God, Tianzun, it was all an accident..." Ancestor Xuehe explained tremblingly. The fate of the country disappeared, the mask also disappeared, and Tianzun's extremely angry expression was particularly eye-catching.
The ancestor of Blood River, who had killed countless people, felt the threat of death for the first time.
"die!"
With the help of Tianzun's palm, the space was imprisoned. Ancestor Xuehe's cultivation disappeared and poured into Tianzun's body. His body turned into particles and scattered between heaven and earth. His soul was torn to pieces. There is no trace of him in the world or in the underworld.
"What Tianzun used was the Devouring Technique?!" Senior Sister Wu Lian secretly exclaimed, not daring to make a sound.
She saw Tianzun swallowing up the power of the Blood River Ancestor. Although the method was much better than Ma Pingfan, the essence was the same.
"Where are the East Prison and the West Prison!"
"I'm here." East Prison and West Prison appeared.
The remaining five fused phases were surprised, they did not expect that there was a hidden fused phase.
Tianzun deliberately concealed these two people, and the meaning is self-evident.
"Other than Blood River, who has taught these damn mortals?!" Tianzun gritted his teeth.
After killing the ancestor of Blood River, Tianzun's anger remained unabated and he wanted to kill more people.
When the two monks in the integration stage saw Tianzun's appearance, they were also afraid, fearing that Tianzun would be angry with them.
"Returning to Tianzun, there is a young man named Yu Feng. To be precise, he is the main person who teaches mortals. Blood River just listened to his opinions."
East Prison and West Prison refers to Yu Feng among the crowd.