On the Daogong self-cultivation class, all the new disciples pricked up their ears and listened carefully, even the thin man who had always deserted and was not serious about his eyes, his eyes lit up, and the thin man who had lived in the Glass City of the Extreme North Snow Field since he was a child longed for this dense forest, warm and humid Nanban land.

As time passed, and the class was coming to an end, the old gentleman behind the desk clapped his hands lightly and asked a question:

"Ladies and gentlemen, who can tell me now, in the land of the Southern Barbarians, is there a great avenue?"

The old gentleman's originally gentle and mellow voice took on a bit of solemnity, and after his words fell, all the disciples below fell silent.

Is there a way in the land of the Southern Barbarians? This is actually extremely difficult to answer.

If you want to say that it has a way, but the five elements in the Nanban jungle are missing, and even the most basic fire attribute in this avenue is difficult to sense half of the silk, and the indigenous barbarians and barren tribes in the jungle themselves do not cultivate the Tao, but cultivate the power of the jungle and bloodline, but if you think that the Nanban has no way, then how to explain the growth law and racial reproduction of all things in this dense jungle?

Could it be the Sun Empire's alien race's rhetoric that God created all things?

As a Terran, that is absolutely unbelievable.

Therefore, these new disciples who had just stepped into the cultivation world all looked like they wanted to speak and stopped, and they were extremely distressed.

The old gentleman sitting at the back of the desk raised the teacup and took a sip gently, and then quietly looked at the extremely immature and energetic faces below.

The avenue is ruthless, only favored by sharper blades!

Then the old gentleman came back to his senses, drank all the tea in the cup, and then slapped his palm on the table in front of him, and opened his mouth to let out a loud shout:

"Nanban has a way!"

This shout was like a bell, like a dragon's roar, like a thunderbolt, and it continued to surround, directly waking up all the disciples, and they all looked up at the high platform in front of them.

The old gentleman's ruddy face, with an aura of majesty that had never appeared before, stared down with burning eyes, continued to open his mouth, and his voice continued to roll out.

"Where is the way of the Nanban?"

Without waiting for a disciple below to answer, the old gentleman's response sounded directly:

"The Tao is in the survival of the fittest, the Tao is in the severed heads, the liver and blood sausages that are torn out, the Tao is spraying the blood of the earth, everyone, where there is death, there is the Tao, and where you want to survive, there is the Tao!"

Such bloody words came out of the mouth of the always gentle old man, causing the disciples to look horrified one by one, and they all sat upright, holding their breath, and the old man looked around for a while, and continued to speak:

"The Great Dao is ruthless, favored by the sharper blade, favored by the winner as the king, the law of the jungle in the Nanban Jungle is the most primitive and intuitive embodiment of the Great Dao, but the disciples sitting here, I hope you can clearly understand that we are the human race, and the country under our feet is Great Xia, so we are fearless, practice and practice, and practice is to go against the road!

After the old man's voice fell, all the disciples below raised their hands flatly forward, and then bowed down together, and a uniform voice came from below:

"Listen carefully to the teachings of the master, and the students should remember it in their hearts!"

"This is your last self-cultivation class, and from tomorrow onwards, you will be able to open up a disciple peak within the mountains of this Dao Palace, and officially step into the independent cultivation stage. ”

The old gentleman on the desk slowly stood up from behind the desk seat, and then slowly walked down the high platform, and as his voice fell, the disciples below raised their heads, and their hearts were shocked, it turned out that this year's self-cultivation class had reached the last class.

Once, they all hoped that this self-cultivation class could end as soon as possible, so that they could officially step into the cultivation world of their dreams, but at this time, they all had indescribable reluctance and a little confusion.

Those who can enter the Dao Palace are all dragon and phoenix pride among thousands of people, and their top cultivation talent makes them the mainstay of Great Xia in the future, so their minds are also much stronger than their peers, so after a short shock, they bowed to the old man who walked down slowly.

"Mr. taught for a year, and the students will never forget it. ”

"Get up!"

The old man stretched out his hands, gently lifted them upward, and then gradually approached, and continued to speak lightly:

"Protecting the weak and taking responsibility is a kind of going against the grain, and it is because of this that the inheritance of the human race can stand for so many years, and the tigers and wolves of the foreign race are still under the watch, becoming the overlord of the vast land of Shenzhou, and in this last self-cultivation class, the old man will give you a word. ”

"Sir, please advise!"

The old gentleman paused for a moment, his eyes regained a warm and flat look, and he opened his mouth to speak softly.

"You must understand that there are always more important things that can give people the courage to defeat the fear of life and death!"

After half a pillar of incense, in the school, the disciples communicated with each other, and then saluted goodbye.

Wen Xiuqi, the palace master of the Dao Palace in plain clothes, sat upright behind the desk, he has always been like this, after all the disciples left, and then sat quietly alone, at the end of each year's self-cultivation class, he had mixed feelings, although few disciples of the Dao Palace recognized him as the extremely mysterious Dao Palace Master, but he silently cultivated too many talents for Daxia.

Wen Xiuqi, who looked around, slowly stood up, then picked up a few things on the desk, and walked out of the door, there were two people waiting outside the door, two young people.

A boy in a fluttering white dress and a folding fan, and a young scholar in a plain robe.

Sima Annan put away the folding fan, bowed to the old man, and the scholar Yuan Bai next to him also saluted, for this Taoist palace master who silently educated people, the two of them were extremely respectful, and said together:

"At such an age, Mr. Wen still preaches in person, which makes us admire. ”

Wen Xiuqi, the palace master of the Dao Palace, who had white hair, looked at the two young people in front of him, with a hint of surprise on his face, and then said softly:

"Where did you come from?"

Sima Annan got up, smiled lightly, and responded:

"I'm waiting from the White Emperor Palace!"

"I heard that the young invincible majesty has the same young imperial staff, presumably it should be the two of you, and you are truly unparalleled. ”

Sima Annan and Yuan Bai hurriedly waved their hands and said:

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, thanks to Your Majesty's love, it's just a contribution. ”

Wen Xiuqi nodded, raised his hand and gently led forward, and took the lead in walking forward.

"It's not convenient to talk here, so please come with me. ”

The young duo from the White House followed behind the old man, stepping out, and the world changed dramatically.

The breeze blows, thousands of peach forests sway, and the surroundings are like an endless sea of pink, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

The Shenjing City in the northwest of Great Xia is gradually entering winter, but the depths of the Dao Palace are still full of spring.

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