Talisman Emperor

And those who are humble, persevere, and shine with the sun and the moon, and remain immortal.

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Too ancient and reckless.

There are ten fierce beasts roaming the heavens and the earth. There are ten proud protagonists, and there are also sacred saints opening the altar preaching, to indoctrinate the creation.

Too ancient, is a glorious word eye.

It was the age of the gods fighting, sainthood, hundreds of clamors, deer hunting, one race for the whole world deriving from the battle of the unknown, the battle of the unknown, leaving unknown chapters.

Countless legendary giants were born in this era, and there are countless mythological characters branded in the history, celebrated by all the world!

That is, in a time of prosperity, glory and turmoil, an unusual little ant left its nest alone.

It's going to find its own avenue.

A long time ago, it heard the elders of the tribe say that, as an ant, it is the meanest creature in heaven and earth, with limited life and dull qualities.

There is no other choice in this life!

Unless, they can possess the natural divine power, superior wisdom, and a strong shell that is not weaker than the Innate Spirit.

Unfortunately, that is doomed to be impossible.

Ants, how can you compare them to the Phagocytes? That's ridiculous, like the beads of rice grains and the sun and moon.

Being born an ant, seems to want to survive, only confirmation of fate...

But this little ant doesn't believe in all of this, and he doesn't want to live like a dead man, or die suddenly.

So it left the nest and went on its own.

Before it left, it couldn't forget the sighs of the old ants in the nest, who probably didn't think they could succeed at all.

Likewise, it doesn't forget the mockery of fellow ants in the nest. Maybe they must think they're crazy.

But none of this matters anymore!

Even though the meteors in the sky vanished in an instant, they left a shining trace of the sky.

And me, I'd rather be that brilliant meteor, even for a moment brilliant, than alive!

On the way alone, little ants have been encouraging themselves with meteors in the sky, and whenever it feels afraid, scared, hesitant, such encouragement can always bring a lot of courage and strength to it.

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In fact, even a little ant doesn't know what it wants. It's just a common ant. How do you know how big the world is?

How do you know what it costs to be as bright as a meteor?

Even it doesn't know where it's going.

But the little ant was still stubbornly walking away, telling himself that if he wanted to be different, he could never turn back, and since he couldn't turn back, he had to keep moving.

Moving forward, to go far away.

And on the far road, there must be a way to make yourself different!

So the little ant went all the way, stubbornly like a stubborn diamond horn fool, not afraid of heaven.

The so-called ignorant are fearless.

Little ants don't know anything, of course they're not afraid of anything!

I don't know how long I've been walking, day and night alternate, on this day, the little ant suddenly sees a sea that doesn't end, and I can't help but shock my heart and mumble: “Is this the sea? ”

Never thought, a prayer bird next to him heard it, squawking loudly, laughing and tears were coming out.

“Little ant, how dare you think of a little puddle as a sea, hahahaha. ”

It laughed so loud and so vicious that it suddenly broke the shock in the little ant's heart and became disappointed.

But the little ants quickly regained their confidence and moved on.

“Hey, hey, little ant, where are you going? ”

Wishing the bird a little ant to ignore it, he shouted.

“I'm going far away. ”

The little ant looked up and said firmly.

“What are you doing in the distance? ”

Wishing the bird curiosity.

“Be as bright as a meteor! ”

Little ants answer seriously.

Wishing the bird couldn't help but laugh for a while, seemed to hear a ridiculous joke, but when he saw the little ant's steadfast and unmistakable look, somehow, wishing the bird couldn't laugh out, he looked at the little ant step by step and walked away, somewhere in his heart seemed to be touched, an unstoppable impulse gushed, his subconscious spoken out:

“Little ant, I'm sure you can! ”

Little ants don't even know if you hear me, keep moving...

On the road that followed, the little ants saw the difference between what was called a rock and a mountain, and what was called a weed and a tree.

It also finally knew that the “ocean” that had originally been seen was indeed a small water pit.

Along the way, it was attacked by snow and wind and bathed in the sun. It experienced many perils and was helped by many good spirits.

On one occasion, it almost burned to death by a wildfire, but fortunately, a butterfly saved it and took it on a real “flight”.

At the moment of dancing on the wings of a butterfly, the little ant feels like he's about to become the meteor of his dreams, just one chance to draw a brilliant trajectory of his own in the dome.

This makes little ants more and more convinced that they can fulfill their aspirations as long as they keep going!

In the days to come, it's gaining a clear understanding of the world.

It also knows from the many ‘friends’ encountered on the way that there are powerful creatures in the world who can live with the sun and moon and live forever!

With the sun and moon!

With Vancouver!

For the first time, little ants have a clear goal —— practice.

Yes, it's practicing.

Only practice can not only make yourself as bright as a meteor, but also shine with the sun and moon in heaven, and last forever!

This is an unimaginable and untouchable thing for an ant who can only live or die suddenly.

Even along the way, when little ants tell other creatures about their goals, they inevitably attract a laugh of delusion and lack of self-control.

Some kind-hearted creatures also persuade it. Practicing requires talent. As an ant, don't be too tall.

But whether it is ridicule or admonition, the little ant has not shaken its confidence. It insists that, since it is alive, it must try it, even if it cannot succeed, at least it has not lived carefully in its life, which is enough.

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Experience is a process of quest.

Previously, little ants were as simple as a blank sheet of paper, ignorant and fearless in search of the meaning of existence.

And after a lot of wind and rain, the little ants already know how to think, they know how to practice, and they need to go to the "worshipper” first.

In order to be a "worshipper," you must first find a teacher who is willing to preach for you.

So the little ants started their journey to find a teacher.

But it never occurred to him, who would take an ant for an apprentice in this world?