Make the dragon great again

Chapter 327 Pandaren's Destiny (Two in One)

On the mountain stream in the depths of Zhushan, countless platforms and houses made of bamboo are connected together to form a small mountain city.

This is the habitat of the pandaren clan. There is no specific name. The pandaren themselves call it a "village", and outsiders also call it "bamboo village" or "pandaren village" and so on.

After arriving at the pandaren's village, Tork and the others discovered that there were indeed many refugees from the subhuman race who had already arrived here.

Tolk even found other centaurs, and hurried up to say hello and ask about the current situation.

Everyone's experience is similar, in the first few days, when the density of undead creatures is not too exaggerated, the intrusion is too deep so that they can't escape later, and finally they can only go all the way to Zhushan , looking for the help of the mysterious Pandaren.

"It's a little strange. Zhushan is not in the interior of the sub-human kingdoms, but in the north near the northern edge of the mainland. Logically speaking, we who are caught in the tide of undead have no way to get here..."

Tork noticed that things didn't seem to be simple.

"Well...it's a little weird."

Pandaren Changqing scratched the hair on his head and said:

"I'm not a brainer, let's talk to the old guys."

The old guy that Changqing mentioned were several other elders of the Pandaren.

In fact, he is an elder himself, but he is the youngest among the elders, and he doesn't like to use his brain except when fighting...

Changqing bid farewell to Torke and the others temporarily, and after a few jumps, he came to the gate of a hall half embedded in the mountain on the top floor of the village.

The architectural style of the main hall is very peculiar. Rather, the architectural style of the entire pandaren village is very different from other places in the mainland.

Above the wooden door facing the main hall, there is a plaque with two square characters that outsiders can't understand at all, but of course Changqing can understand, those two words mean "ancestral hall".

Walking into the ancestral hall, Changqing saw the patriarch and other elders sitting cross-legged on the futons, obviously they had been waiting for a long time.

"It seems that I don't need to say, everyone has realized something, right?"

Changqing found an empty seat, sat down on it, and shook the last tender bamboo in his hand.

"Changqing, this is in front of the ancestral tablets, so please be more correct!" An old pandaren taught Changqing a lesson.

"Yes yes yes~"

Changqing gnawed the bamboo in twos and twos, and managed to straighten his sitting posture a bit.

Seeing his attitude, the other elders were also a little helpless.

Evergreen is the most talented pandaren in the last 1000 years. He has already cultivated to the realm of "grandmaster" at a young age, reaching the "fifth level" as outsiders call it. That is what outsiders call the [legendary] realm!

The ancestors said that as long as there are pandaren who can reach [Legendary], they will be able to trigger a certain "Secret" hidden in the pandaren's bloodline and open the "Mandate of Heaven"!
As long as the "Mandate of Heaven" is activated, there will be the foundation to become a "Warrior Saint", and as long as the "Warrior Saint" is achieved, it is expected to "shatter the void" and lead the tribe back to the "hometown"!
Leaving this world that does not belong to them, returning to the origin of the pandaren clan, and at the same time fulfilling the last wish of their ancestors...

But Changqing's talent is good, but he has a very lazy personality and has no rules or rules. Except when fighting, he usually looks like a lazy idler. The old people in the clan can't do anything about him. It's a love-hate relationship...

"This undead plague is indeed a little different from the past." The patriarch holding a green bamboo pole said:

"It seems that someone is deliberately guiding those fleeing demi-humans to come to our Zhushan."

"And according to friends from outside, this undead plague seems to lack a clear core, making people want to kill the evil capital and find no target!" An elder added.

"Could it be for us?"

"The past few undead plagues in the records did not affect Zhushan. After all, this place is not suitable for undead activities..."

The elders talked a lot.

The patriarch looked at Changqing and asked:
"Changqing, what do you think?"

"I have no opinion, patriarch..."

"Okay, Changqing, we already know that you must have left the 'boundary' and went outside Zhushan to save people. Tell me, what do you think of those undead creatures?"

"Uh, so you all know..."

Changqing smiled awkwardly, recalled a little, and said:

"How should I put it, judging from the waves of undead creatures I have come into contact with, the proportion of intelligent upper-level undead among them seems to be a bit low, but the lower-level undead does not have the problem of command confusion."

"It seems that there are more powerful undead creatures behind the manipulation..."

"Could it be...the lich who tried to advance this time has succeeded?" Some elders speculated.

"Whether it's successful or not, someone must be targeting our Pandaren clan!"

The patriarch with drooping eyebrows, after pondering for a while, suddenly said:
"The other party may... come for our Pandaren's 'destiny'!"

"What!" "It's impossible!" "Even we don't know what it is, what are they asking for?"

Hearing the exclamation of the elders, Chang Qing stretched out his hands and picked his ears.

Regarding the "mandate of heaven" of my own clan, there are records in the clan's classics, but the language is very obscure, and I can't understand it without spending time.

As an elder, Changqing is qualified to read these classics, but he just doesn't have that patience, and all the old guys have an attitude of "you understand it by yourself", which makes him very boring, and then he simply reads it. Don't care about fate or not.

In fact, the elders are also very helpless. They originally wanted Changqing to comprehend it by himself, but he didn't expect him to directly smash the jar...

"I said, what is this destiny, can't you tell me directly?"

"You can only comprehend but not express in words. This is the rule left by the ancestors! You don't want to make progress, and you are so lazy every day. It's a waste of your talent!" An elder scolded Changqing.

Changqing pouted.

Here we go again, every time it comes to this, the old guys are like this...

It can only be understood or unspeakable. If I can understand the messy doggerel of my ancestors, why should I ask you?

Some things, no, just won't!
"All right!"

The patriarch paused hard on the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand, stopping everyone's arguments and quarrels, looked at Changqing, sighed, and said:

"Hey! Originally, I wanted you to comprehend it yourself and see what conclusions you would draw, but it seems...forget it, originally 'destiny' is something that can only be comprehended after reaching the Grand Master, our understanding of 'destiny' , is not necessarily correct, and in this situation, let us tell you all our guesses!"

"Patriarch!" The other elders wanted to express their disapproval.

"Okay, we pandaren follow the ancestral precepts and never leave Zhushan, but this does not mean that we are a conservative nation. We don't care about it at ordinary times. Now is a very important moment. Let's put those rules aside... Changqing, yes our hope."

When the patriarch said this, the other elders couldn't say anything more, but Changqing touched his big head embarrassingly.

Although his own cultivation progress is relatively fast, when it comes to what the clan hopes, he himself is not that conscious, and always feels that he must live up to everyone's expectations...

"The 'Mandate of Heaven' of our pandaren, according to the conjectures of the patriarchs and elders of the past, should refer to our clan itself!"

"Ah?" Chang Qing didn't understand.

Is the pandaren clan itself the 'destiny' of the pandaren?How strange does this sound.

Can't understand.

Seeing Changqing giving up thinking, the patriarch laughed and scolded:

"I usually tell you to read more books, but you don't listen! What do you think of yourself now?"

"Patriarch, I really don't understand, can we stop playing charades?"

The patriarch put away his smile and said in a serious tone:

"Changqing, you know, we pandaren are not natives of this world."

Changqing nodded, he knew this, and it was also a secret that he kept secret no matter how carefree he was when meeting outsiders.

The panda people are aliens who suddenly came to the world of Ella from another world more than 5000 years ago!

At that time, the Pandaren were not Pandaren, but some ignorant beasts. With the help of the great "Old Ancestor", they opened up their spiritual wisdom and inherited the mysterious so-called "Mandate of Heaven" from the "Old Ancestor". ...

"We always thought that we inherited the 'Mandate of Heaven' from our ancestors, but in the past 1000 years, scholars in the clan have gradually come up with a guess, that is: 'Mandate of Heaven' is not inherited, but ours. It is the 'destiny' in itself!
We Pandaren, our ancestors, and us outsiders are the "Destiny". Once we reach the "Grand Master", we will awaken something and inherit something... The so-called "Destiny" can be understood as some kind of key. "

Chang Qing half-understood what he heard, but roughly he understood it.

'Destiny' is a key, and this key is what they, outsiders from the world of Ayla, can grasp after reaching the 'Grand Master', that is, [Legendary]!

"What will happen after opening 'Mandate of Heaven'?"

"According to the last words of the ancestors, after the Mandate of Heaven is activated, the 'Warrior Saint' will be achieved, but according to our understanding of the world of Ella, the Warrior Saint should only correspond to the seventh-order [Saint Domain], and there is a higher realm beyond this, Therefore, the real situation may be far more complicated than what the ancestors said."

The correct sitting posture made Changqing a little uncomfortable. After talking about these topics that gave him a headache, he couldn't hold back anymore, and instantly returned to his original shape, stretching his legs and sitting on the futon.

"So, someone took aim at us pandaren? What kind of key do you want to get?"

"In my guess, it is."

"What good does this do them? Even we pandaren don't know what it means to activate the Mandate of Heaven," some elders disagreed.

"Could it be to become a martial saint? But it shouldn't be. Except for our clan, no one in this world can become a [monk monk]. Naturally, it is impossible to become a martial saint. Instead of pursuing this, they might as well pursue the [sage monk] of this world." Domain] is more realistic..."

Everyone discussed again, and finally, the patriarch expressed his final guess:
"Destiny, in the final analysis, is actually the premise of our 'going home', so their purpose is probably our home world!"

The extremely northern ice field, the underground cavity of [Cold Wind City].

"The breath of death from the south has abated, Oppenheimer."

Multiple overlapping sounds came from the void.

"Are you just watching these great opportunities pass by in front of you? If you miss this time, under Adrian's watchful eyes, you will forever lose the chance to hit the eighth step."

Oppenheimer, who was sitting on the black throne, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said indifferently:

"It's just forbearance for a while, I naturally have my own plan."

"...You seem to be hiding something from us."

"Everyone is worrying too much. How can I still hide something? But please forgive me, even if it is true, so what?"

"..."

After the confrontation some time ago, the conflict between the two sides has been completely publicized. The main manifestation is that Oppenheimer no longer listens to these former demigods.

"Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself."

Oppenheimer snorted, got up and walked towards the surface without answering.

"Since you are more anxious than me, then I will go and supervise it myself. You should be satisfied with this, right?"

Turning his back on the broken [Void Gate] behind him, Oppenheimer walked out, the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

The voice from the void did not answer.

After a long time, after Oppenheimer left completely, the murmur from the void echoed again...

Oppenheimer came to the surface and returned to the main hall of [Cold Wind City].

"City Lord." "My Lord."

Along the way, the passing liches saluted one after another.

Now, everyone in [Cold Wind City] is aware that the city lord has been promoted to the seventh rank. Whether it is based on sincere joy or deeper fear, on the surface, the attitude of all the liches towards Oppenheimer is more than that. In the past, I was more respectful, and some people almost folded their waists in half when saluting...

For these subordinates, Oppenheimer didn't care much before being promoted, they were just pawns that could be discarded at any time.

Now that he has been promoted to the seventh level, as long as he continues to spread death, he will obtain the "privilege" that will last forever in the world, so he is increasingly looking down on these "subordinates" who change every few hundred years eyes.

As long as his plan is successful, he can "harvest" as many subordinates as he wants. There are still too many lives in this world...

Ignoring any subordinates he met along the way, Oppenheimer went straight to the main hall and sat on his throne.

With his right hand propping his head, the Undead Lich closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly descended on a creature he had planted the mark of a servant on.

When you open your eyes, what you see is a green scene, with bamboos all over the mountains spreading out in front of you.

Surrounding them are all kinds of demihumans. Judging by their dusty looks and wounds on their bodies, they should be refugees.

Not far away, there are some special creatures with black and white hair...

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To be continued, change first and then change.

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