The precious light that spans thousands of years fills this room.
Countless shadows emerged from those ancient objects, which were the remnants of the souls left by the ancestors on these ancient objects.
"Cultivation of one's character, order of family, governance of country, peace of the world..."
A voice came, and the Fuzi pen in his hand vibrated violently, the rust faded away, and its brilliance was endless.
A figure appears on the pen, with a sword on his waist and a book in his hand. He is nine feet tall.
"Disciple has met Mr. Kong!"
Don't you know that your face is excited, and you stick to the principles of discipleship and bow to the elder!
The dust on the brocade cassock and the nine-ringed tin staff dispersed, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and a thin monk with a resolute face walked slowly over.
"Just to seek the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures and save all sentient beings in the Great Xia."
"Young monk has met Master Xuanzang!" Master Compassion looked excited and clasped his hands together devoutly!
at the same time.
All the ancient objects have lost their rust, and their figures have emerged.
A fierce general roared.
A monk chanted lowly.
There are literati who recite poems.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword on Lin Fan's waist burst out with cold light, and the Qinglong roared.
A Hanblade rider came out from thousands of troops and stopped in front of Lin Fan, lowering his head and staring.
"Boy Lin Fan, I have met General Guan!" Lin Fan bowed respectfully.
Wu Sheng, Guan Yu!
This is the remnant soul left by the Martial Saint in the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!
Although it was a remnant soul manifested, this powerful aura, even if Lin Fan, now a demigod in the world, faced it in person, he would only feel extremely oppressive and frightened!
Such strength.
If he wakes up, even a fifteenth-level high-ranking god can be killed with one strike!
This room is full of remnants of ancient artifacts.
They are all remnant souls who have traveled through the ages, or are mighty generals who have been famous for an era, or are famous monks who have been passed down through the ages, or are the legendary ancestors of Tao sects, or are well-known legendary assassins!
this moment.
They were speechless.
Just quietly watching these descendants with the same blood flowing, as if waiting for an answer.
suddenly.
Lin Fan shouted loudly.
"Senior, please wish me to lend a helping hand and use your weapons to protect Daxia!"
All the members of the God-killing Army in the room shouted loudly: "Senior, please wish me to lend a helping hand and use your weapons to protect Daxia!"
silence.
Suddenly, countless voices sounded.
"Summer……"
"Hahaha, protect Daxia..."
"We are all dead, do we still need to protect Daxia..."
"of course yes!"
Thousands of sighs turned into roars like thunder.
"You, use my weapons and my strength to protect Daxia!"
The ancient artifacts vibrated, and at this moment, everyone felt that those ancient artifacts seemed to come alive at this moment, and they were connected with their own minds!
This is recognition from our ancestors!
A heritage spanning thousands of years!
Moreover, these ancient artifacts contain an extraordinarily powerful, awakening power.
That is the power left by our ancestors.
At this time, this power moves according to their wishes and fights according to their wishes!
Fight to protect Daxia!
"More seniors!" Lin Fan shouted respectfully.
At the same time, many members of the God-killing Army who felt the gifts from their ancestors also expressed gratitude and shouted loudly: "Thank you, ancestors!"
Countless sighs sounded out one after another.
"Protect our Daxia..."
"The faith of countless generations has allowed us to stay in Daxia forever."
"But now, we are still sleeping and cannot fight side by side with you...Hold on, when we wake up, we will fight side by side with you!"
"We can feel that those guys are coming again."
"Hold on..."
Lin Fan watched the remaining souls gradually disperse.
He knew what these remnant souls' words meant.
Gods have power because of the faith of believers.
And these ancestors of Daxia, because of the faith of countless generations, have also become the patron saints of Daxia.
only.
During the last invasion of gods, they paid a heavy price to drive the gods out.
No one knows it, but the ancestors silently guard Daxia and Blue Star in this way.
However, they are now asleep.
In fact, Lin Fan could find the graves of these ancestors according to the locations in his memory and obtain a complete inheritance.
But that will force them to wake up. Once they are forcibly awakened, at least they will not be able to recover and their strength will be weak, or at worst, the sleeping ancestors will disappear directly into thin air.
Lin Fan tightened his grip on the sharp Qinglong Yanyue Sword and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we are waiting to fight side by side with you."
"We are waiting to fight side by side with you!"
All members of the God-killing Army roared in unison!
Daxia's blood is scorching hot at this moment!
next moment.
Lin Fan turned around and looked at the members of the God-Slaying Army in front of him.
Except for the first team of the God-killing Army and Hongque, this was Lin Fan's first time meeting everyone else.
Most of them are teenagers and girls, and they look like they are still in high school. This is not a coincidence, because teenagers have the highest genetic activity, so when the age of the advent of gods begins, superpowers will basically come from these people.
Through those young and clear eyes, Lin Fan saw stories one after another.
There is no compulsory military conscription, no compulsory physical examination, and no compulsory recruitment of people with special abilities in Daxia.
They could have concealed their identities, hid in schools, and hid under the protection of their parents, but now, they volunteered to fight for Daxia!
More than a hundred people, more than a hundred stories.
Each story was different, but Lin Fan saw the same light in their eyes!
The determination and courage to fight for Daxia!
Daxia people never lack the courage to fight to the death!
Lin Fan said loudly: "Everyone."
"This is our first time meeting each other."
"I know that you may be afraid and nervous."
"I know that at our age, we shouldn't be burdened with too much. We should be studying in school, under the protection of our parents and accompanied by our classmates."
"I will also be afraid, I will also be afraid, after all, that is a god!"
"Moreover, I have witnessed the power of gods with my own eyes, and I have witnessed countless tragedies with my own eyes!"
"I'm more scared than you!" Lin Fan's voice was trembling.
He is afraid!
He is really scared!
Lin Fan hasn't had a good night's sleep since he returned from time travel. Even though the world is peaceful now, as soon as Lin Fan closes his eyes, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rush towards his face!
The gods are about to come, and this thing is weighing him down like a mountain.
Sometimes, waiting for what is about to happen is more painful than living in ignorance.
It was this kind of pain and this kind of fear that made Lin Fan try his best to find a way to protect Daxia.
"But what we fear is not gods, but loss!"
"This fear will not stop us, it will only urge us to become stronger!" Lin Fan said loudly: "Everyone, thank you for your willingness to fight for Daxia!"
"Please remember the fear in your heart and make yourself stronger! Don't be ashamed of your trust in your ancestors. I, thank you, for fighting side by side with me and my ancestors!"
"Whoosh!"
Lin Fan bowed at 90 degrees, a standard bow!
There was a brief silence.
The God-killing Army all bowed and loudly said: "Fight side by side! Fight for Daxia!"
