"Now the Great Dark Age has arrived, where yin and yang are reversed, life and death are reversed. Light is despised by everyone, and darkness is praised by everyone."
"If you live in seclusion in Yudu with me, I can ensure your stability for the rest of your life. It is possible for you to become a purple-robed high priest or even take over my position in the future."
In the capital of Yu, a man was kneeling in the main hall with a long sword on his back, and replied firmly: "I was born in China and grew up in China. Seeing that my friends and brothers are struggling, how can I stand by and watch?"
A man next to him with a body covered in flames sighed and said, "Yu Buren, times have changed. The light has lasted for thousands of years, and the darkness will also cover thousands of years."
"Commander Di Ming cannot win against the Ancestor of the Corpse. If you choose to stay, you will be sacrificing yourself for the country. There is no other way."
Yu Buren smiled bitterly: "Mr. Wanhuo, when the huge Middle-earth collapses and the era of living people ends, we always want some martyrs to set off his glory, right?"
"In the past, the Yu Dynasty was overthrown. More than half of the purple-robed priests died in battle, and the blood of three thousand minor priests flowed into rivers. Only then did the Yu Dynasty become famous."
"If you run away from the exorcists of our time, and I run away from them, and thousands of years later, living people rule the world again, how should we treat us?"
In the main hall, the purple-robed high priest, Mr. Wan Huo, three spirits and four monsters all looked at Yu Buren quietly, some with regret, some with anger, and some with incomparable calm.
After a while, Mr. Chonghua said softly: "Yes, the end of an era must require some strong-willed martyrs. Yu Buren, although you are born with double pupils and learn my ancient runes, after all you are born and raised here."
Middle-earth people.”
"It's just that after you leave, you will no longer get help from Yudu. We will hide Yudu and wait for the next reincarnation in a few thousand years."
Yu Buren said respectfully: "Teacher, my disciple is really worried. If China-Earth is really going to perish, I will decide to accompany it to destruction!"
"I hope the teacher will forgive my disciple's selfishness."
He kowtowed silently on the ground, then walked backwards to leave the hall.
Unlike China, there are only a few people left in Yudu. He can't blame the people in Yudu for refusing to save them. In fact, Yudu does not belong to this era at all.
When the Yu Dynasty fell, they had already resisted bravely.
This disaster can only be borne by the exorcists of this era.
Seeing that Yu Buren was about to exit the hall, suddenly Mr. Chonghua said: "Wait!"
Yu Buren stopped and asked, "Do you have any other instructions, teacher?"
The gold and silver light in Mr. Chonghua's eyes kept flashing. He looked at Yu Buren quietly. After a while, he slowly said: "After all, you are my only disciple. Since you insist on your own
Choice, as a teacher, I cannot be too stingy."
"This is just for you. I hope it can help you."
I saw a palm-sized stone coming suddenly. Yu Buren stretched out his hand to grab it, and felt it was heavy. Looking carefully, he saw that the light was looming on the stone, and some extremely fine runes were constantly changing shapes and sometimes scattered.
, sometimes regrouped.
He turned pale with horror and exclaimed: "Wen Dian!"
Mr. Chonghua corrected him: "To be precise, it's a broken page of the Wen Dian. The real Wen Dian was completely damaged as early as the second battle of life and death."
Yu Buren's hands trembled slightly. He was a person who studied ancient runes. How could he not know that all ancient runes were actually born out of the classics?
The Dayu Dynasty only understood some of the uses of ancient runes and created an era with far-reaching influence. This shows how important the text is.
Originally, the remaining pages of the Wen Dian were to live in seclusion with Yu Du, but after all, Mr. Chonghua could not bear to part with his only disciple, so he gave the remaining pages of the Wen Dian to Yu Buren.
The eyes of several purple-clothed high priests were full of envy. If they could get the broken pages of the text, they would be able to reach a higher level. But who would have thought that Mr. Chonghua would be willing to give up such a valuable treasure.
Mr. Chonghua said: "Take it. It is the last gift that I, the teacher, give you. Yu Du is hiding this time and has been prepared not to be born for thousands of years."
"At that time, we will all fall into deep sleep and wait for the natural departure of the Great Dark Age. This farewell will be forever."
Yu Buren knelt down again and bowed respectfully with a big salute. He carefully collected the remaining pages of the text and said firmly: "This disciple will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations!"
"If one day, Middle Earth defeats the Ancestor of the Corpse, the disciple will do his best to find the hiding place of Yu Du, and from now on, he will stay with the teacher to repay your kindness!"
Mr. Chonghua smiled and shook his head: "No need, you are still young and good times are still waiting for you, why bother sleeping with us old immortal guys?"
"You are a young person, so you should have a broad world for young people! Go! Go!"
Yu Buren took a deep look at Mr. Chonghua, as if he wanted to keep his mentor firmly in his heart.
After a while, he turned around and left without hesitation. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the boundless darkness.
After Yu Buren left, the hall fell into dead silence again. After several minutes, Mr. Chonghua said softly: "Give me an order to close all the city gates of Yudu, release mirages, and cover up the traces of Yudu's operations."
"From now on, all members of Yudu will fall into self-slumber. If their yang energy does not rise, they will never wake up!"
His voice was loud and reverberated throughout the Yu capital city, and the antiques left behind thousands of years ago stayed in their own rooms.
The lights outside gradually dimmed, and then turned pitch black. The entire Yu capital soon lost all light, and the Yang energy was no longer visible.
A layer of light fog gradually enveloped the whole city, and the illusion brought by the mirage covered up the real location of Yudu. From the outside, apart from the black clouds all over the sky, there was only the dense fog that could not be seen through at a glance.
From then on, there was no more Yudu in the world.
Just as the thick fog gradually dispersed, Yu Buren held the broken pages of the dictionary in his arms, his eyes flickering with gold and silver light.
But even his eyesight could not see through the fog in the sky. This also meant that Mr. Yu Du and Chonghua had completely abandoned him.
Yu Buren's eyes turned slightly red. He knelt on the ground again, kneeling three times and nine times in front of the mist-shrouded position. When he stood up again, his eyes were full of perseverance.
Then he moved his lips slightly and said silently: "I'm sorry, my teacher."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly changed direction, performed the Shrinking Technique, and disappeared under the long dark clouds in an instant.