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Ministry of education.

During this period, the entire Ministry of Education was in extraordinary tranquility.

The things that originally needed to be dealt with were getting less and less, not that they were slack, but with the docking of the world and the earth, the earthlings began to have a new breakthrough direction, compared to the previous martial arts practice, entering the world to practice became the best choice.

At present, the population of the entire Chinese population is less than 1.4 billion.

That’s a huge number.

However, if you exclude ordinary people who have not practiced, the number of ** martial arts practitioners is only about ten million.

Such a number seems like a lot.

However, not much in reality.

This is especially true when most of them are just building a foundation.

With the digital world, the world of death, the world of Saint Seiya, the world of Hokage, and the world of pirates have opened one after another.

** of martial arts powerhouses were quickly diluted.

This is even more true after the full opening.

The number of people that the digital world alone can accommodate has exceeded one million, and although the world of death is much worse, hundreds of thousands of people can integrate into it just as easily, and even Saint Seiya, the number of more than three million martial arts practitioners stepped into it, including Minister of Education Fang Tao, the Hokage World and the Pirate World have successively less.

But the minimum number of Hokage is tens of thousands, and as for the pirate world, there are almost millions.

In the whole **, almost ordinary warriors have entered one world after another.

In this case, things are naturally smaller.

Any guidance for martial arts practice saves a lot.

The ninja school in Naruto, the Shinyo Spiritual Academy in Shinigami, the boot camp among pirates, and the major holy places among Saint Seiya are obviously more suitable than a single teacher.

And Huaxia’s strength is improving every minute and every second.

Sanctuary.

“Knock knock!”

Following Alex, step by step into the papal basilica, the sound of clear footsteps was so striking in this silent space.

Fang Tao did not choose to look around, but followed methodically.

The main hall is large and can be seen from the outside, and walking inside is better like entering the palace of a medieval king.

Towering and silent are everywhere, and there is a sense of historical heaviness.

I don’t know how long it took, after passing through two corridors, the footsteps of Alex in front stopped.

“Child, go inside, maybe you will receive God’s grace!”

A gentle voice sounded, it was Alex’s voice.

“Okay, thanks!”

Fang Tao responded and glanced ahead, this was a large hall, and the huge and heavy wooden door gave people an unimaginable weight.

At this moment the gate opened, and it was dark inside, as if nothing could be seen.

Fang Tao hesitated, but finally walked in.

This is the Holy Domain, and it is not the medieval Holy See, he is not very worried, and he does not need to consider anything else.

Step forward, the threshold is gently passing, and Fang Tao’s figure completely walked in.

inside

“This is?”

A whispered self-talk sounded, and there was more surprise in his eyes.

Because at this moment, Fang Tao unexpectedly found that after he walked through that gate, he seemed to be in nothingness, no, it should be said that it was in the starry sky of the universe.

There is still a sense of ground under your feet, but as far as the eye can see, it is not a room.

Nothingness is filled, and the stars dot the sky, brilliant, giving an unimaginable shock.

The starry sky is vast, and the scene in front of you is the same, there is no end in sight, and there is no end.

The unimaginable dreams are abounded, but it seems to be just the beginning.

Because as far as the eye can see, the stars are dotted, and then the dotted stars are gradually linked into constellations.

In the midst of the ripples of the constellations, golden boxes appeared on them.

Fang Tao’s gaze swept over and found that these metal boxes seemed to be divided into three layers.

In the center are twelve chests that emit golden light, twenty-four on the periphery, and forty-four in the end.

It’s just that on each floor, it seems that some boxes carry a touch of illusion, which is not very real, and some are like substance, as if they are entities themselves.

“This is?”

Pupils contracted, Fang Tao’s gaze fixed on it, after his eyes were shocked, there seemed to be a touch of thoughtfulness, it has been a long time since he entered this world, Fang Tao has a great understanding of this world system, and the system of Saint Seiya is even more important, Saint Seiya is undoubtedly a very important point is the Holy Clothes, and the scene in front of him is obviously the Holy Clothes.

And it’s not just one, it’s eighty-eight.

“Atoms are the foundation of this world, from a small grass and a tree, to the cosmic galaxy are all made of atoms.”

However, just when Fang Tao was a little surprised, an old and soft voice rose, as if he was explaining, or explaining.

The eyes subconsciously looked over, and suddenly saw the figures in the starry sky that seemed not far away.

“Aiolos, Saga, Saga, Aeolia…!”

And when he saw the figure clearly, Fang Tao’s heart was even more undulating, these people he was familiar with, the future Golden Saint Seiya, yes, the future Golden Saint Seiya, since they returned from Lushan, the entire Holy Domain knew, he was no exception, Fang Tao did not expect that these people at this time were there.

The Golden Saint Seiya, that is an emperor-level existence, is a first-class powerhouse in the three thousand realms.

At this time, these future golden saints were sitting cross-kneeled, seemingly quietly listening to something.

Following the sound and following the direction of these people, Fang Tao also quickly found the figure in the center.

That one, he had only seen once in the afternoon, but it was no stranger.

Shiang, Pope Shiang, the golden Saint Seiya of Aries, one of the only two survivors of the previous generation of jihad.

Fang Tao glanced at it and hesitated, but quickly stepped forward, sat cross-kneeled like everyone, and began to listen to this person’s voice.

He felt that this time was probably his chance, and he was likely to go one step further and reach a level that he had never dared to imagine.

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