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Chapter 312: The Great Wish Is Not the Strongest

At the bottom of the river, a lonely man is fishing, looking into the mirror and catching fish.

Seeing this strange scene, Liu Shuzhu and the young monk were speechless one after another. The other party was actually fishing. What he said before was not false, but where did the fish come from?

The little fish was picked up by the Fourth Ancestor Jiang and held in the palm of his hand, and then a force of essence came out of his palm, which shattered the little fish into dust. The fishing rod was raised again, and the long fishing line was submerged into the mirror, and was reflected on the mirror. It stirred up a circle of ripples, and the smooth mirror reflected the black water dome above the water house, as if extending into another time and space. However, there was no bait or hook at the end of the fishing line. After completing this series of actions, Jiang Si Zu's expression became even more calm.

"Your bad temper is somewhat similar to my Lin'er. You young people always think that having an entourage of Emperor Wu's level by your side is enough to conquer the world, but you don't know, maybe it's because of your self-reliance. The powerful forces around you will make you unrestrained and push you to the edge of destruction. If you fail to prove the truth through this, you will suffer from it." Liu Shuzhu has a divine mouse to accompany him, and Jiang Yulin has A barbarian giant is accompanying you!

Liu Shuzhu disagreed with this warning. He was at the age where he could kill decisively and was not yet old enough to be indifferent to life and death.

The human race was born in heaven and earth, and grew up in the creation of yin and yang. Since ancient times, it has been proud to stand up and compete with other races! The people he killed were all because of the desire to kill him in his heart. How could he keep them if he didn't kill them?

But he said: "The seniors' teachings, the juniors should keep them in mind."

On the bank of the river, the giant rats were still confronting the quasi-emperors and the Perfect Martial Emperor, but in the garden at the bottom of the river, there was no atmosphere of mutual opposition. No one mentioned the situation outside, let alone the life and death of the monks. Since Mentioning the barbarian giant next to Jiang Yulin, Liu Shuzhu took advantage of the topic and asked him about the secrets related to it.

For example, the specific situation of the Fuman Palace; another example is the ancient long-cherished wish between the giant race and the human race in the wilderness north of the Northern Territory.

Before leaving, Emperor Heishui made a promise to Liu Shuzhu that he could ask as many questions as he wanted.

"The Fuman Palace is the heritage left by the Fuman Great Sage. It is responsible for guarding the northern border of Zhongzhou and preventing the Zhongzhou people from being invaded by the barbarians!" Jiang Sizu was also unambiguous and immediately told him the information he knew. He said, "Just like there is the Ancient Scripture Pavilion to the west of the Western Desert, which fights against the Immortal Clan; there is the Hundred Flowers Sect to the south of Southern Xinjiang, which frightens the Wu Clan. They are the most powerful among the ancient sages, and they are the gifts left to future generations in the world. They have them Now, the bloodline of the human race can continue to this day, but the world does not know the existence of these ancient inheritances!"

Fuman Palace, Ancient Scripture Pavilion, Baihua Grand Sect... the survival of the human race is not accidental.

"The young quasi-emperor and the young perfect woman you met in the Western Desert belong to the established forces of the Western Desert and Southern Xinjiang respectively. They arrived in the north before you and went directly to the north." Mo Wuwei and Ye Qianwei had already reached the northern border and penetrated directly into the frozen soil of the north. "That quasi-emperor once helped you break the siege of the Song Dynasty in the four great cities. I thought you had no idea about their origins. You should know something about it."

Liu Shuzhu smiled helplessly. He knew that both of them belonged to the basic forces of the human race, but they did not know their names. Only now did he learn the names of those basic forces from his mouth.

The vastness of the world is sometimes really difficult for people to understand. There is only a dead Bodhisattva behind him as a backup, so it is impossible to understand everything.

"Senior, do you know that the young quasi-emperor is the reincarnation of an ancient sage named Xumi?"

The Blackwater Overlord knows a lot of secrets, at least more than the Scimitar Tribe. The majestic Western Desert Overlord probably doesn’t know the existence of the human race’s hidden power!

Fourth Patriarch Jiang shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. Their martial arts path has gone too far. It's beyond my end. Even if I know about things beyond the end, what's the use?" Mo Wuwei is still young.

Half a hundred years old, he is already a quasi-emperor, and the fourth ancestor of Jiang is about to expire, but he is also trapped in the realm of a quasi-emperor, which inevitably makes people feel a little sad.

The young monk couldn't help but ask: "Senior Jiang, are there many strong men sitting in the Fuman Palace?"

"There are as many as crucian carp crossing the river."

"Then how powerful are they? How is it possible that no one has been born for such a long time?"

"It's so strong that it's beyond your imagination. The emperor has no calculations. There are many people who are powerful in gathering magic and even stronger people. They... are following the footsteps of the ancient sages!" The fourth ancestor Jiang immediately explained, "Since ancient times, there are also people who are even stronger.

It’s not that there are no strong men coming to this world, it’s that very

It is rare and unknown to the world. Tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Song Dynasty gave birth to several great emperors. When they relied on Emperor Wu's cultivation to kill the seven thieves, they all disappeared inexplicably. Who do you think can possess the warrior?

The emperor’s ability to disappear!?”

Liu Shuzhu raised his eyebrows in horror: "You mean..."

"Yes, many powerful people that the world thinks are dead have actually lived much longer than people think. There may be ancestors of various sects among them, and there may be the originators of the Seven Thieves. They will not be alive until they are alive.

Once he comes to this world, he will captivate the whole world!"

Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty disappeared, and this matter has been mentioned many times.

Is it precisely because of this reason that the ancestors of the thieves were born to resolve the dangers for the younger generations, so that the seven thieves survived?

Then, wouldn't Liu Shuzhu's actions be even more treacherous? What kind of amazing strength will the enemies he will face in the future possess? The more he knows, the less calm his heart becomes, and the sense of security brought by the giant rat will also disappear.

It has faded a lot! Regarding the origin of Fuman Palace, the Blackwater Overlord does not know the details, and he has never found the location of the mountain gate of Fuman Palace.

When talking about the origin of the barbarian giant, Jiang Sizu's words became very vague. It seemed that it was because of the arrival of the giant that they knew about the existence of the Fuman Palace.

There are still many questions in Liu Shuzhu's mind. There are many questions. Perhaps only by going north in person and reaching the edge of the northern border and the wilderness can we have a deeper understanding of those things.

In ancient times, many sages have used their magic to isolate the world of Zhongzhou from the Four Wastes, and connect Jiutian and Netherworld. I am afraid that most of the truly powerful people in the human race are outside the world of Zhongzhou, maintaining the world barrier left by the ancients, or interacting with various countries.

There was a war between clans. However, internal turmoil in Zhongzhou was imminent, ancient lands emerged one after another, and such shocking changes occurred. Why did no one pay attention to them?

Isn’t the return of the Soul of the World-Destroying Lord enough to worry the human race’s underlying strength!?

"Although the Great Wish Bodhisattva is known as the strongest Bodhisattva in history and can rival the Buddha, throughout ancient times, including all the sages of the human race, he may not be able to sit firmly in the strongest position. He laid out the overall situation and chose you.

To resolve it, don’t those sages have any back-ups?” Those ancient sages who single-handedly established the power of the human race, since they have the power to isolate a world, in terms of power, they may not be inferior to the Great Wish Bodhisattva!

After chatting for a long time, Fourth Patriarch Jiang suddenly asked him coldly: "When do you plan to go find the ancient land of Zhuman?"

Some time after arriving in the north, the phantom of the barbarians appeared again, still in the infinitely far north of Blackwater Bay!

Many powerful people have taken the lead to enter the frozen soil, and Liu Shuzhu and his party will set off soon.


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