I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 152
in the cave.

Wu Lang opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, silently poured a glass of water, moistened his dry throat, "It's over."

He felt a great exhaustion and sleepiness all over his body.

Those eight great emperors who crossed the catastrophe, even if they were phantoms, gave themselves a huge mental oppression. It was a kind of terrifying pressure that they would not feel unless they faced it in person.

He seemed calm, but he was just trying to hold on.

After all, you can't hide, you can only resist.

"Speech or something is the most useful."

He kept drinking water, pouring water glass by glass.

It is obvious that the soul has come back from the body, but it feels like all the water in the real body has been evaporated.

渴！
Extremely thirsty.

The throat seemed to be on fire, stuffed into a volcano.

He murmured: "After all, speeches are an integral part of human history on Earth, from ancient generals mobilizing people before wars, to modern human rights struggles, to presidential elections"

"In the various schools of the low-level people, people are often invited to give speeches, encourage students, and inspire students."

After all, he is not a sage. Seeing the reality, he thought to himself: "For a period of time, they will definitely work hard and unite the hearts of the people. I don't know how far this chicken blood can go."

He was tense to the extreme.

Several battles of wits and courage can be regarded as a complete solution to this killing situation.

Infinite sleepiness.

Endless exhaustion.

In the impact on his mind, he suddenly felt very tired, and he fell down immediately, so he slept for a dark day before talking.

Jinghuang City.

"He just left?"

After seeing the master finished speaking, he left first, and several human emperors couldn't help showing a bit of wry smile.

How much do you want to see them?

But listening to that speech, they clearly knew how huge the meaning was. It was for the people of the world to clear the fog and light the bright light for moving forward.

This scene of speech, extending history, looking forward to the past and the future, and pointing out a new path, is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

It has unimaginable far-reaching significance, and it is not an exaggeration to be hailed as the real beginning milestone of an era.

Boom! !
this moment.

They seemed to hear footsteps in a trance.

This sage young man in white seems to have turned into a giant of the times, standing on the craftsman and redstone technology to take a firm step forward.

One step at a time.

Walk as fast as you can.

Wrapping the torrent of the times and rushing away.

Behind them are the eight contemporary human emperors, staring blankly at the back of the giant of the era, who is speeding away.

They couldn't understand the details and system of the giant, where he was going, what path he would choose, and even the future he wanted to lay out now.
All incomprehensible.

I only know that he has one goal: to make all people in the world equal.

They are the emperors of the world of cultivating immortals in other continents, but they never imagined that they would show such admiration, admiration, and unfathomable complex feelings to such a young man.

There is such a moment at this time.

Just now, from the back of this young man standing in the middle of the desert and yelling to give a speech to the world, they suddenly felt that such a character could appear in the Human Emperor Sect, defeating them, the corrupt old emperors who surrendered to the immortal sect, not only would they not be angry, but on the contrary.
There is an inexplicable relief.

If it was him, maybe he could really bring his lineage, the Emperor Sect, to rise again.
The emperors of their era are selfish, but their selfishness is to make profits for the rise of their own people, and they will do whatever it takes.

The great Confucian in front of them is the descendant of their Emperor's bloodline.

"After watching the ceremony, I will leave."

There is no need for them to stay any longer, and their figures gradually disappeared into the pale golden dragon cloud above the sky, "It is really a lifetime luck to see the discussion today, so farewell!"

A hearty voice resounded through the sky.

"Heroes have great ambitions, have good strategies, have the opportunity to contain the universe, and those who have the ambition to swallow the world."

For them, this is flattery, and it can also be said to be a bit of sincerity.

The people of the world were greatly touched.

Countless people are whispering, and there are people running from all walks of life.

Some scholars and people of insight in the cities of Mortal Kingdoms showed excitement, and completely regarded this existence as the idol of scholars and literati.

This scene of speech seemed to see a teacher in a private school teaching classics to students like them.

"Man is the Buddha of the future, and the Buddha is the person who has come here." The Buddha's words in the Little Leiyin Temple, they felt incomparably understood in an instant.

"That's right, those lofty immortals were once human! Their various spiritual roots were not able to cultivate before, and the martyrs opened them up for them!"

Someone is excited.

And today?

We are going their way.

Looking back on everything in history, from that passage of language, it seems to be dreaming back to ancient humans in more than 4000 caves, and I thoroughly feel the greatness of those ancient people, and their tragic and struggles are of great significance.

A scholar said: "You must know that the struggle of ancient human beings, when they sacrificed desperately, they could not predict the future, and they did not know whether their sacrifices could win the survival of the weak human race at that time."

"But they still sacrificed with passion and faith, and they continued to perfect their spiritual roots. Our human race climbed to the top of the world."

"We have always known the greatness of our ancestors, but we have always underestimated their greatness. They didn't know that they would succeed at the time. The potential of the human race is terrifying to this extent."

"And now?"

"We are different from them. We know that our own sacrifices can be exchanged for success. Perfecting our spiritual roots must pave the way for future generations. We must go forward bravely!"

A famous scholar, a cavity of blood ignited in the heart.

"Go to the streets! Propagate our beliefs!" These scholars began to parade through the streets, chanting slogans and promoting new reading concepts.

The flame of hope in the entire Jingzhou has been ignited!

If Wu Lang hadn't slept yet, seeing this scene, he would definitely feel that it was similar to those students and scholars who paraded the streets and roared for a new revolution in the Republic of China period.

No matter what era, there are idealists who are desperate to die.

Several days passed.

The outside world has been turbulent, and people from all walks of life in Jingzhou are discussing it.

This incident of building the Jingzhou Imperial City has become a huge topic of public opinion.

At this time, Wu Lang also woke up from his deep sleep.

hmm~~
He feels refreshed.

The whole person seemed to have let go of a burden of hundreds of catties, extremely relaxed.

The recovery power of Jindan stage monks is still very fast.

"Cool!! After all, I escaped another parade."

"Well, although they are not parading in the streets anymore, they are so vicious, and they came to sneak attack me, a little comrade in a remote mountainous area!"

He smiled, calmed his nerves, and glanced at the information prompts that popped up quickly.

Ding!
Ding!
Jingzhou is quite passionate.

Alas? ?
Do you have the strength to fight against the evil disaster?
The people at the bottom became more and more united.

"It seems that the incident in Jinghuang City is quite useful, as if it has been wound up."

Wu Lang rolled his eyes and stretched his waist, "But the blood belongs to them, I have nothing, this hunk is still working overtime in the cave silently, silently becoming stronger. Their young people frantically fight against evil disasters, and they walk the rivers and lakes." Career, don't get involved."

He didn't look any further, his first reaction was to go back to the Netherworld Sect and go up to the seventh peak.

After all, he felt that his peak master token had been summoned crazily. If it was replaced by social software, it would be 99+.

(End of this chapter)