Rebirth Dominator

The cold winds screamed outside, and the snow in winter had not yet completely melted away, and piled up in the corner of the wall. This is not a big school. There were only five or six large houses. Tang Li was sitting in a daze at the moment. Xidi sat in the last seat, just like a schoolboy.

In front of him, twenty-four people were sitting on their knees and waiting, as if they were waiting for them. Some of them were old and young.

Some of them were gorgeously dressed, and some were wearing burlap clothes. Although it was cold outside, there was floor heating in the house. The charcoal fire burned under the mezzanine, so that the students who read it could study quietly.

But everyone is very serious at the moment, as if what will happen today.

"Where is this?"

Tang Li looked back with a blank space in his eyes, and looked out of the house. There was a osmanthus tree in the yard, which was not tall, and he had just pulled out new shoots.

In the distance, the ups and downs of the houses are all covered with thatched roofs. The style of the building is old and reveals a wild smell. It has the simplicity of the tribe era and the prosperity of the civilization era.

This is a period of upheaval. The human race is moving from ignorance and savageness to a new era.

The noise on the street is the Xun language with ancient rhyme, the language closest to Lingyan, which is called Yayan. In the Tangli era, only Qing Qing doctors, and ancient witch offering families and monks, could understand This ancient Xun language.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The leather drum beats loudly, and there are loud chants. Listening quietly, as if you can hear thousands of people dancing in dance, Tang Li can even feel that they are moving at an exaggerated pace. Carrying a tall statue of the Witch God forward.

This sacrificial ceremony was full of wild atmosphere, and the sacrifices all carried that vicissitudes of flavor.

"Fate is Xun! It comes down to life, and God has..." The dry and long witch sacrifice sang, full of rhythm.

Tang Li sat on the floor. After hearing this, he felt like his head was about to explode, and immediately knew where it was.

"Dahuan!"

"Xundu!"

Tang Li spoke these two names almost word by word, as if these four words were very heavy.

Born in the era of war in various countries, he only heard in the books and legends that the prematurely deceased Dahuan dynasty, the unified world, brought the human race out of the wild and ignorant, toward the civilization of the dynasty, every civilian in the war, I missed the period of the Dahuan dynasty.

Especially the disciple students of the Academy, each of them hated the actions of the last Huan King and scolded and killed the Huan Wang who was the last Confucius in Xundu Academy, but he missed the prosperous and prosperous. Dynasty Kingdom.

After spitting out those two words, Tang Li turned his head like a conditioned reflex, staring blankly at the twenty-four people sitting in front of him. Only then did he remember why the number was so familiar.

"Feng Sheng and the 24 disciples of the sage who started the Academy!"

He looked at the backs of them, but he recognized many people from them. Up to now, they still hang their portraits in the Shangxian Academy and various branches of the Academy, and the Confucian Temple has their **** cards, even Idol.

"This is Xundu Academy, and Feng Sheng is still in Xundu Academy!"

"Huan Wang Hua's Year!"

"Squeak!"

At the moment, the side door opened, and a young man wearing a robes robe walked in, holding a white jade booklet in his hand, his face as white as jade, a long black hair tied with grass rope behind his head, and his tall figure did not appear to be oppressive.

Tang Li looked at the familiar face and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, even shaking his fingers involuntarily.

Just like more than two decades ago, the appearance of passing by Gao Gao, the capital city of Gaoguo, in the same carriage, the same appearance, the same robes, but the eyes became more profound and vicissitudes.

At this moment, Tang Li was thrillingly shaking his spine, and the ancient saints of the past, listening to the saints on the stage to teach the Dao Jingyi and the morality of the people. This is like a scene of crossing the years and rivers. I am afraid that only he can see him again .

However, Zhu Xian and Tang Li sitting in front of the book case did not notice that the sky outside was dark.

"Ugh!"

Feng Sheng suddenly put down the jade jade in his hand, gave a long sigh, and looked at everyone below.

He glanced over and looked at everyone below, and there was wisdom and vicissitudes that penetrated the reincarnation of the years, as if at this time, this vision had already seen the life of each person below.

"Teacher, preach, teach, and solve doubts too!"

"My way has already been passed on to Er, etc., and Paner and others will be able to learn from it!"

Feng Sheng looked at the next man sitting in the middle and smiled comfortably.

"Zhuang Li! After I go, you are the next generation of Master!"

Tang Li looked away immediately, staring at the seemingly thin young man, from which he vaguely found the shadow of the old and old Zhuang Sheng in the portrait.

When he was young, Zhuang Sheng immediately stepped forward, knelt in front of Feng Sheng, took over the preaching jade jade in his hand, and officially opened the era of Xundu Academy.

"Don't come out no matter you hear any sound within today!" Feng Sheng, who had finished saying this, gradually dissipated in front of people like starlight, and the twenty-four sages knelt down together, and Tang Li involuntarily followed together.

"Bye Master!" the twenty-four sages shouted together.

Tang Li also shouted with excitement, but when he stood up, he found that there was no figure in the whole academy.

"Roar!"

When Tang Li was at a loss, Suddenly he was shocked by a shrill ghost among the outside Xun capitals. When Tang Li looked outside, he saw a blood burst into the sky and instantly spread to Xun all over.

Thousands of ghosts roared in the sky, and thousands of ghosts of ghosts poured out from the earth.

Tang Li immediately thought of the chaos of the Great Witch Cloud recorded in Huan Wanghua's chronology. In the old days, there was a Great Witch Festival named Yun. In the world of chaos, Wang Ji sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people to sacrifice for longevity.

This scene recorded in the annals of history is reproduced in front of him.

He walked out of the yard and suddenly saw another Feng Sheng standing in front of the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, as if waiting for him.

Feng Sheng looked back and looked at Tang Li: "Tang Li, former Huan Wanghua used his perseverance to expel the demon aliens.

"And now, Dahuan has also perished for a hundred years, and this has disturbed the world.

"Ru, what choice should I make?"

Tang Li saluted respectfully: "Why did Feng Sheng teach me? Who is the real dragon in this world? Who has the destiny to dominate the world?"

Feng Sheng laughed and looked at Tang Li: "Fate?"

"What destiny comes from here in this world! Even if it is really destiny, it can't withstand the desire of this person, the momentum of the big river."

"You are in charge of the academy, and naturally choose the person you think can stabilize the world and end this troubled world. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com This person is the real dragon and the destiny."

Tang Li bowed down and said: "The students are taught!"

"Tang Li will definitely end this chaotic world, let the academy stand in this world again, and create a new prosperous world."

Feng Sheng looked out to the Xun Capital in the distance, and Huan Wanghua was so ordinary, full of vitality and magnificence.

"When this troubled world calms down and the heyday comes, I will personally welcome you!"

"At that time, you are the fifth saint of Wendao!"

When Tang Li raised his head, he saw that there was only one osmanthus tree in front of him, but at that moment the new bud had already bloomed and the flowers had been developed.

At this time, above the sky dome of Xundu, a dignified imperial robe of the emperor, wearing a dragon crown, and a **** with a white face like a crown jade flew across the sky in a bronze chariot pulled by eight dragons. , The emperor exuded endless power, swept like a star-like eye, everything surrendered under his gaze.

Thousands of Yin soldiers will follow the bronze chariot. The Yin soldiers are wearing armor and holding sharp weapons. The mighty clouds are like clouds of the sky, heading towards the sky.

Follow their emperor to the unknown and mysterious underworld.

The world completely collapsed when the emperor passed with thousands of ghosts and horses, and Tang Li opened his eyes and found that he was still in the palace of Shangxian Academy, holding a roll of Feng in his hand. Holy "Evangelism".

"Emperor Longqiu!"

"Huan Wanghua!"

"What a magnificent era!"

Tang Li smiled at the corner of his mouth, carefully placed the roll of evangelism into the bookshelf, and strode toward the outside.

Because he is confident, he can create a new world that is not lost to the Huan dynasty, so that hundreds of millions of people in the future will remember his name as if praising Huan Wanghua.