Cheng Ling was taken aback, what do you mean, I am the hope of the revival of kendo civilization. No kidding, it's been hundreds of millions of years, and you still want to revive it?

I admit that I am a little handsome, have a good woman's popularity, have an excellent memory, have excellent luck in this world, and speak a little witty and humorous, but these shortcomings have been trying to be corrected, but there is too little time to perfect them!

This has nothing to do with the revival of a civilization! What the earth learns, no matter what kind of civilization, will flourish and weaken, and this is the inevitable process of historical development, and only a civilization that keeps up with historical evolution can it persistently go on.

But he is not like the kind of great man who can be famous for thousands of years, who can create a civilization that lasts for tens of millions of years, and he still has this self-knowledge.

"The old man is in love, I don't have that much ability, you better ask for another master!"

"Tens of thousands of people have come here over the centuries. But you know, why did I choose you?"

"I don't know!" Cheng Ling immediately replied, without the slightest hesitation, he didn't want to be a savior.

"Your bone age is less than twenty-five years old, and you can achieve the perfect cultivation of transforming into a god and learn the sword technique against the sky, which shows that your kendo talent and opportunity are excellent, you can admit this!"

"Well, but that doesn't mean much. ”

The old man continued: "If the kendo civilization wants to be revived, the leader's kendo talent must be strong, this is one thing; ”

"The most important point is that in you, I see a trace of the general trend of kendo condensed in this era. Although this 'momentum' is still very weak, if it can be maintained forever, this 'momentum' will gather more and more until it reaches the peak of kendo. ”

Cheng Ling was shocked in his heart, this guy really deserved to be an old monster who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, and he couldn't even hide the general trend of the sword on his body. It's just that he is responsible for the revival of a civilization, and he feels that the pressure is great and overwhelming!

He said: "Old man, maybe these potentials in me give you great hope, but the revival of a civilization is too great a responsibility, and I dare not agree to it!"

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, the old man didn't say that you should revive immediately, but I just hope that you have this idea and work towards the revival of kendo. And the old man will also provide you with a lot of help to help you improve your strength. ”

"This Sword Pavilion has existed for hundreds of millions of years, although it has no glory of the past, but there are still many precious resources in it, such as some heavenly and earthly treasures, the inheritance of martial arts, and the swordsmanship of the ancient era, how about it?

My day, this old man is really cunning, first killing, and then luring, just to pull me to his broken ship of kendo revival. But when you think about the treasures left by ancient times, this is really exciting!

I was worried about the materials needed to refine the sword, and many of them are now extinct. This Sword Pavilion has existed for hundreds of millions of years, maybe it can really gather all the remaining materials, and as soon as the problem of the sword type is solved, won't the Flying Sword Technique be cultivated?

There is also the problem of Gu Youlan, who promised to find an exercise for her before, but she has never been able to do it. Although this place is only a holy place for the remnants of ancient sword cultivation, there are still 3,000 nails in the broken ship, and there will always be some good goods!

He was entangled in his heart, and it was really difficult to make a decision for a while.

The old man saw it through and continued to preach: "Those people who came with you, there are a few little ones who have very good kendo understanding, and the old man can not only help you, but also help them improve to the maximum. ”

Cheng Ling was silent and continued to struggle...... Just the eyes

The flicker in seems to have betrayed itself!

"For hundreds of millions of years, the old man is just parasitic on the Yuan Shen Zhu as a spirit, and even so, it will disappear in a few years. Xiaoyou, the Yuan Shen Zhu is left for you to think, it will be of great help to your soul. ”

Nima, even the sad card has been played!

Cheng Ling's defense line completely collapsed, and he said helplessly: "That's it, old man, don't say it." The goal of the revival of a civilization is so ambitious, I can only promise you to do your best!"

The old man was overjoyed, and after hundreds of millions of years of waiting, he finally had a glimmer of hope, and he said tremblingly: "You...... You really want to!"

"I can only say, do your best!" Cheng Ling didn't have a good air.

"Hahaha!Okay, good, good!Old man Yuan Ling, meet the son of kendo!" A figure appeared in front of Cheng Ling, which was exactly the appearance of the old man. He knelt down on one knee, holding his sword in both hands, and said respectfully.

Cheng Ling was startled, hurriedly dodged away, and said, "Old man, what kind of son of swordsman, I didn't promise you what kind of son of swordsmanship!"

The old man's figure flashed, and he continued to bow down in front of him, and said, "Jianzi, since you agreed, you are the son of the sword path of my Sword Sect." It's just a pity that on this living planet, the sword cultivation of the ancient era is only the old man left. ”

"Tell me what the hell is going on, and what is the Sword Sect?"

"The Sword Sect was founded by the two surviving sword monks of the two sects after the sword path was expelled from the Heavenly Sword Star Domain by the monks of the two sects of law and martial arts. At that time, they learned of the conspiracy of France and military force, and decided to unite to resist together. ”

"It's a pity that the enemy's forces are too great, and many efforts have failed miserably, and the life stars that the Sword Dao has in the Heavenly Sword Star Domain have been occupied by them one by one. In order to preserve the sword path seeds, three protectors were selected, leaving three sword tokens, and going to the major star fields to find monks with excellent talent and qualifications. ”

"And I am a descendant of one of the three Protectors. Now, I have finally got what I wanted, and my mission is over, this is your sword token!"

After speaking, the old man handed over a quaint token and looked at Cheng Ling with an expectant face.

Cheng Ling was very emotional, these kendo monks were really persistent, and in that case, they still wanted to keep the fire and wait for revival. But how does this token look like a hot potato, it's really hard to accept!

The old man kept his kneeling posture and said, "Please forgive your sin, I haven't asked your name yet!"

"Just call me Cheng Ling!"

"Cheng Ling sword, this sword token is not only a symbol of identity, but also the hope of the revival of kendo civilization, remember to keep it properly, maybe in the future, there will be unexpected gains!"

Cheng Ling was speechless, you old man, you played this set again, drew a big pie, just let me work hard for that illusory goal, don't wait like this, is it fun to pit me?

Just looking at the old man's praying eyes, like a broken candle in the wind, he couldn't say anything if he refused, so he could only silently take the token and put it in the storage ring.

When the old man saw him accept it, he stood up happily, and the whole person was suddenly full of vitality and spirit, where was the shape of the old man half a minute ago.

Cheng Ling almost scolded, and said angrily: "Old man, you performed this play very well, have you ever played face change before?"

The old man didn't know what the changing face was, but he knew that Cheng Ling was unhappy in his heart, so he laughed dryly, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "If the sword forgives, ha! The old man's qualifications are mediocre, so his cultivation started very late, and he was a mortal in his early years."

The imperial court has been working for decades, and if it weren't for the withering of the father and son, I wouldn't have been asked to take on such a heavy responsibility. ”

Cheng Ling raised his forehead and sighed, he couldn't imagine that this old guy had also worked in the mortal court, no wonder his scheming was so unfathomable, and the battle of officialdom was applied to the speculation of human nature, and he played it perfectly. He is not like other monks, who are deceitful in the mortal court, but he has seen a lot.

He glanced at the old man and said indifferently: "How can you transform your body again, aren't you in your old age?"

The old man smiled and said, "This is my consciousness realm, and it is naturally controlled by me. ”

"Oh, so I'm in your consciousness too, how you want to play, it's up to you!"

"This....... The old man doesn't dare!"

"Well, don't talk about it, there are some questions I still want to ask you. ”

"Jianzi, please say, the old man must know everything!"

"What are the stars of life and the star fields you are talking about?"

"The life stars refer to the planets in the starry sky that can provide the survival of human races or other races, and the whole universe is too big, and I don't know how many life stars. As for the Star Domain, I only know the Heavenly Sword Star Domain, the Heavenly Dome Star Domain, and the Vermilion Bird Star Domain, and I haven't been to any other places. ”

"Oh, then what are we in now is the Sky Dome Star Domain or the Vermilion Bird Star Domain?"

"This is the Vermilion Bird Star Field. According to his father, the ancestor took him and some kendo monks out of the Heavenly Sword Star Domain to find new life stars in order to preserve the fire. But who knew that he was intercepted and killed by people from the two realms of law and martial arts in the middle of the road. ”

"There was a big battle between the two sides, and the losses were huge. The Ancestor and the Ancestor were both seriously injured, so they found an opportunity to take the remaining hundred kendo monks and drive the star field spaceship into the turbulence of time and space. ”

"I don't know how many years have passed in the turbulence of time and space, the ancestor was seriously injured and died, and everyone elected the ancestor as the protector, and finally came to this star of life. ”

"At that time, I felt that kendo was withering, and my father didn't want me to take on such a mission. When I was still an infant, he fostered me in a mortal home. In this way, I spent decades, and I never knew where I came from. ”

"It's just that my father's injuries are also extremely serious, and after a few decades, I can no longer suppress them, and my cultivation has dropped significantly. In the past few decades, I have not had an heir, and finally found me. At that time, I was already over half a hundred years old, and I had missed the opportunity to cultivate. ”

"But who would have thought that although my qualifications are not strong, my understanding of the Tao is extremely high. My father was so pleased that he officially ordered me to inherit his identity as a protector of the Dao, and devoted his resources to help me cultivate. In just fifty years, he has reached the Mahayana realm that this life star calls it. ”

"After Mahayana, my father took me to explore this star field. There are too few living beings in this star field, and if Kendo wants to be revived, only by gathering more living forces can there be hope of success. In this way, we have been searching, and we have found some monks with good qualifications. ”

"Hundreds of years later, the way of the sword in this star of life is gradually revived. But at this moment, the monks of the Dharma and Martial Realms somehow traced it here, discovered the Star of Life, and learned our identity. ”

"They were so shocked that they hurriedly dispatched men to strangle us again. The battle lasted for hundreds of years, and the elite of the kendo civilization was almost completely damaged, even my father died, and I was also shattered by them, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul, parasitic in the Divine Cultivation Bead, until now. ”

PS: This chapter is very difficult to write, and it has been revised many times. To make some foreshadowing for the follow-up plot, please support me a lot, monthly passes, recommended tickets, rewards, all shoot at me!!