Senior, don’t kneel!I am really not the ancestor of the human race!

Chapter 50 Song Dynasty, literary practice
"Everyone, I have an idea."

in the conference room.

The Great Elder Jiang Xuan looked around at everyone and said slowly.

"This great history was completely blocked by the Yuan people and was wiped out. People in later generations have no idea what happened."

"For Mr. Ye, he may think it doesn't matter, but for Princess Wuyou, we may be able to do something."

"Back then, Princess Wuyou sacrificed her life directly for the sake of the world. Now her soul has been reshaped by Mr. Ye. I think we should use the power of faith to help her reshape her soul."

"but."

The great elder paused for a moment and continued to add.

"Nowadays, our China is a big multi-ethnic family, so if this matter is made public rashly, the external impact may not be very good, so for the time being, it will be made public within our Mystery Bureau."

"To be specific, I have to seek Mr. Ye's consent."

Due to the actual situation, everyone believed in the great elder's suggestion.

"Yes, it should be so!"

"Yes, you must get Mr. Ye's consent!"

The elder nodded.

"Okay, let's start now."

"In addition, there seem to be some clues about what I ordered before, so you should pay more attention."

In the Jiujiang Temple.

boom!
The war ended, Ye Fan died, his consciousness returned, and he returned to reality.

The divine sword that was originally placed on Ye Fan's knees seemed to start to fluctuate due to the return of Ye Fan's consciousness.

Ye Fan touched it lightly.

When I looked at the Divine Sword again, the feeling was completely different.

During this time journey, he got all the memories of Xia Guo Ye Fan.

The Divine Sword at this time is no longer simply a reward from the system.

It is the incarnation of my sister's worry-free sacrifice.

look up.

Look at the statue of Wuyou.

Ye Fan was absent-minded for a while.

After the complete experience, Ye Fan's feelings for Wuyou became more complete.

This girl who she has watched grow from a child to a tall and graceful girl regards herself as a brother and a father.

Why don't I regard her as my counter scale?

"Wuyou. It's great to be back."

Thinking of this, Ye Fan thought of the previous events in time and space.

I have personally experienced every incident of alien invasion.

Every time, he saw someone stand up and sacrifice themselves.

"The years are going well, that's because someone is carrying the burden for you!"

Ye Fan was deeply touched by such national justice, such spirit of sacrifice and dedication.

Even starting to look forward to it.

Looking forward to what I will encounter in my next journey through time and space and memory inheritance.

Yes, Ye Fan believes that the Yuan Dynasty was definitely not his beginning.

"Perhaps soon, we can see the First Emperor's twelve golden people settling in the human world, and Emperor Xin conferring gods to expel the immortal gods."

Tapping.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"What are they here for?" Ye Fan felt something in his heart.

After pondering for a moment, he put away the divine sword and pushed out the door.

The sun entered my eyes, and hundreds of figures came into view.

"I've seen Mr. Ye!"

Everyone respectfully said in unison.

Ye Fan's eyes twitched.

Okay, what is this misunderstanding?

Or are you going to do something stupid?

Forget it, Mark is too lazy to explain.

Just give up the treatment and let them do whatever they want.

Anyway, I won't suffer.

"Great Elder, I don't know what you are here for?"

Ye Fan looked at the great elder at the front.

"I've met Mr. Ye," the elder replied with his hands in hand. "We already know everything about Princess Wuyou through the murals!"

"Princess Wuyou sacrificed her life for justice and died for the common people in the world. We and other future generations should contribute our part to this!"

"So I'll be ready."

"No need!"

Before the great elder could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mark raising his hand.

"I understand what you want to do, but now that Wuyou's soul has returned to its original position, and the true spirit is about to awaken, there is no need to do anything extra, you just need to wait for a while!" "If I have anything! Anyone who needs help will come to you."

The great elder and everyone in the rear were also confused.

The soul has returned to its original position, and it only takes time to wake up? !

Is this God?
"Then we won't bother!"

The great elder and others had no choice but to leave.

Ye Fan turned around.

Feel the reviving soul fluctuations on the statue.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

After everyone left.

The days began to slowly become dull.

until a few days later.

Bureau of Secrets Headquarters.

The great elder is dealing with daily affairs.

At this time, a staff member rushed over.

"Great Elder, we have confirmed the clues about Wen Dao!"

"Okay!" The great elder looked shocked.

Immediately packed up the documents at hand.

"Notice, we will convene a high-level meeting in half an hour!"

soon.

The round table in the war conference room was full of people.

Those who were unable to come to the event due to other commitments were also projected to participate.

This shows the importance of this meeting.

"Everyone, I already know the topic of this meeting." The great elder looked around at everyone and said slowly.

"That's right, it's about literature and the practice of literature!"

"After a thousand years, we finally found clues about the cultivation method of literary practice again!"

Confirmed by the great elder.

All the senior officials present were happy.

The so-called literary practice method is a special method of practice.

Warriors and sorcerers can also be considered as a cultivation path.

And in ancient times.

Hundreds of schools of thought preach to the common people.

In the land of China, there are countless methods of cultivation.

Literature and Taoism, or Confucianism and Taoism, is one of them.

Just in the long river of history.

Literary practice was inexplicably discontinued in the Song Dynasty.

Just like the lineage of warlocks, they disappeared in the Ming Dynasty.

The specific reason is not known.

But at the moment.

The clue to the literary practice method has been found!

"According to rumors, those who have mastered the art of literary practice can follow their words!"

"Yes, yes, I have also heard that one stroke outlines the world, and one piece of paper is as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone!"

"I heard that people who practice literature may look like they are weak, but they have the power of thousands of horses galloping forward!"

"Finally we found it, so we won't just stick to warriors! Our life span will definitely be increased to a certain extent."

Everyone present was extremely excited.

But soon, someone asked.

"Then where are the clues to the literary practice method now?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention to the great elder.

The great elder's expression also changed suddenly, he slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"The address has been determined, and it is most likely located in Mount Tai."

"only."

"Everyone knows that it's special there."

The excitement suddenly cooled down.

Everyone also frowned.

"Mount Tai, the place where Zen was enshrined back then!"

"That place is no ordinary place!"

"Some of the ancient gods must have been sealed somewhere, right?!"

"Isn't this a conspiracy?"

(End of this chapter)