My hero is myself

Not only is it difficult for the innate gods to step into Kyushu, but the demon clan of the Small Thousand Worlds also has no chance of coming back.

But the irony is that without the gods and monsters, Kyushu still has not achieved peace.

The wars between different tribes, different ethnic groups, and different countries of the human race are also extremely lively, and the fighting is no more ambiguous than the civil wars of the demon clan in the past.

There is a saying among practitioners that it is precisely because of the frequent wars of the human race that the mysterious consumption cannot keep up with the recovery speed, which leads to the arrival of the Age of End of Dharma.

However, once this point of view was put forward, it was refuted by other practitioners.

The proposer originally wanted to call on his peers to reduce fighting, but the debate escalated into a battle, and finally turned into a feud between several sects...

It can only be said that the human race is a fighting race.

As soon as they got off the tree, they began to evolve through random killings. Peace is the anomaly in the history of development.

[With continuous excavation, the vast space of the entire formation base is revealed in front of you. You can imagine the power of the human tribe in the past. 】

[In the center of the underground hall, you saw a strange stone tablet. 】

[This stone tablet is as yellow as soil. It has been buried underground for thousands of years and has experienced countless disasters. It is still slightly moist and its surface is still soft. 】

[There are no words, no symbols, no totems on the stone tablet, just individual fingerprints. 】

[Handprints vary in size, numbering more than [-], and are densely covered with this stone tablet. Even the palm prints are clearly identifiable. 】

[Many of the fingerprints have incomplete fingers, or even only half of the base of the palm left. 】

"Perhaps it is more appropriately called a clay monument. A small amount of soil is added to it and it is poured using a special method."

"It never dries up, has life-like vitality, and can leave new fingerprints at any time, lasting hundreds of millions of years."

"These handprints were left by the human craftsmen who participated in the construction of the formation base."

"They lasted from the tribal era when Zhuan Xu lived to the end of the Shang Dynasty. After thousands of years, they finally completed the construction of the formation base."

"This may be the most vast project in the ancient times of the human race. It is so great that the builders dare not leave their names on it for fear of overshadowing the light of others."

"So they chose to leave their fingerprints on the clay monument."

"There is no hierarchy in status, no distinction in contribution, big or small, and no priority in era. Everyone is the guardian of the human race and the builder of the great formation."

"At that time, the human race defeated the witch race, drove away the demon race, and sealed the gods. They were united because of victory. There were countless strong men and heroes shining... It was such a beautiful era!"

Tao Zhongwen carefully inspected the khaki stone tablet and explained its secrets to Roland and his disciples, his expression becoming increasingly excited and heroic.

The cloudy old eyes even glowed with crystal pearls.

I am proud to be a human being!

Listening to the old Taoist priest's narration, the Taoist disciples, the soldiers and civilians involved in the excavation, and even Roland all felt blood surge in their chests:

It turns out that our ancestors were so great.

Thousands of years ago, there used to be a group of ragged people who dug the land, dug caves, felled trees, and carried stones.

They hunt the most powerful monsters and even slay gods.

Gathering the most precious materials from Kyushu and pushing forward unremittingly, I believe that I will build a vast project of an utopia for future generations.

They endured countless pain and suffering.

They endured the sun, rain, and disease.

They endured the loneliness and danger of the underground.

They endured the misery that history will forget their names...

The will spans thousands of years, and the faith lasts for several dynasties.

Finally completed the vast project guided by our ancestors, the Jedi Heavenly Tong Formation!

After that, the human race was silently protected by this formation for 500 years!

After the excitement gradually cooled down, Roland asked a question:

"The ancestors of the human race have been planning for thousands of years, devoting dozens of generations of efforts, and paying countless prices, just to prevent the demons and gods who have already defeated them from coming back?"

With the strength demonstrated by the construction of the Jedi Tiantong Formation, the human tribe in its heyday had just completed great achievements and should never think only of defense.

They should think about continuing to march into the Three Thousand Worlds and recreate the vastness and glory of Kyushu in ancient times.

Roland's question made Tao Zhongwen and others fall into silence and thinking.

As the masters of the same world, the different choices of Kyushu and Hero Continent made Roland think that there must be a deep-seated reason.

It also gave the practitioners present a new perspective:

Are there any omitted or deliberately hidden information in the history and legends they handed down?

There must be something terrifying that is blocking those powerful ancestors from leaving Kyushu?

If you are really full of martial virtue, how can you only think about defense?

Tao Zhongwen stroked his white beard and muttered:

"The endless conquests of the human race, the fading of mysteries, the dark age I foresee... This world does indeed seem to have an invisible hand guiding something..."

[Tao Zhongwen posted a message to gather practitioners from all over the world, saying that he had found clues and was willing to speak openly and honestly to explore the secret of the end of the Dharma. 】

[The practitioners who are no longer able to practice gather at the Huazhou Formation Base carrying the sect’s classics that have become useless paper. 】

[Someone recognized you as Yu Qi and wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge. 】

[Your sword is half out of its sheath, and the coldness forces the challengers to stop. Those people leave in despair, as if nothing happened. 】

[Cultivation has been abolished. Your physical fitness and swordsmanship knowledge beyond the limits of human beings are the well-deserved pinnacle of martial arts. 】

[A few days later, practitioners all said that although there was no chance of ascension in this world, Yu Qi was reincarnated and entered the Tao with a sword, and he could be called a land god! 】

[Jiajing heard this and felt that this title was very wonderful. He ordered people to spread it throughout the world and publicize the great achievements of the land gods in punishing evil and promoting good and upholding justice for the people. 】

[You and Er Xi laughed and said nothing. It turns out that you secretly ordered people to spread this title to pave the way for your reputation in future generations. 】

[Three months later, the cultivators thoroughly inspected the nine points of the formation base and solved the two characters. 】

"Destiny."

Tao Zhongwen coughed and said these two words weakly.

Roland, who held the Record of Nine Provinces Heroes in his hand and had been working hard to deflect the trajectory of his destiny, had a glint in his eyes.

He remembered that before Nie Xiaoqian shattered the void, she also mentioned destiny.

That great will, what Jiuzhou Heroes Record allowed me to fight and modify, what made me feel like Alexander was above me...

Are they all the same destiny?

"As expected, Young Master also knows that the theory of destiny is not illusory."

Tao Zhongwen smiled happily and wanted to explain further, but couldn't help but cough violently.

Roland quickly comforted him not to worry.

During this period, Tao Zhongwen presided over many tasks, exploring the mysteries of the Jedi Heavenly Tong Formation, exhausting his mental energy and exhausting himself mentally.

The little magic power that he had only just gained from the Bigu had disappeared as the mystery faded away.

This caused his already old and decaying body to become increasingly old and weak.

Occasionally I caught a cold, and after falling ill, I never seemed to get better.

Roland felt that his life was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

The imperial master of the current dynasty was ranked among the three orphans, but he seemed inexplicably sad.

But Tao Zhongwen was consciously unaware of it, and he worked more and more sleepless nights to understand the real reason why his ancestors built the Jedi Heavenly Tong Formation.

He believes that this is a major event related to the trend of the future era.

In the end, the practitioners found a few clues from the vast sea of ​​literature and scriptures, linking together a possibility:

The destiny that practitioners admire is actually not pleasing to the human race.

The human race drove away all the powerful races that threatened them, and locked out the innate gods who were born before them outside the gates of Kyushu.

Although such an achievement was mighty and domineering, it also aroused the resentment of Tianming.

The ancestors of the human race built the Jedi Heavenly Tong Formation not only to isolate external enemies and standardize the difference between immortals and mortals, but also to resist the misty destiny.

They don’t want to be destroyed by fate, and they don’t want to be plotted...

But destiny still had influence, and it eliminated the mystery from its roots...leading to the current situation.

Tao Zhongwen struggled to get up from the hospital bed and bowed to Roland:

"We also need to ask the young master to protect Pindao. Pindao has obtained clues and wants to open the altar again to divine the true form and plot of the destiny!"

Roland quickly advised: "I am not afraid of exploring the secrets of heaven. But now that you have lost all your magic power and your body is weak, you are risking your life by divination with such secrets. It is better to wait until you recover your health."

Tao Zhongwen laughed loudly:

"I know what my fellow Taoist said. It's just that destiny no longer wants to keep me. If I don't risk my life, I won't even have the chance to risk my life!"

He was lying in a temporary tent deep underground in the Huazhou Formation Base Palace.

But his gaze seemed to pass through the tent roof and the thick mountain, and looked at those malicious and indifferent eyes in the sky:

You can kill Pindao, but you can't stop Pindao's mouth!

Now that I know you have evil intentions, why should I care about this decayed body?

Roland looked at the old Taoist priest, whose vitality seemed to be blazing again, with complex eyes filled with inexplicable sadness.

This can be said to be a reflection of the past, or it can be said to rely on willpower to complete what he considers to be his final mission.

Traveling through the timeline by himself, Tao Zhongwen is not ranked at all in terms of strength.

But Roland couldn't help but admire his state of mind, his determination, his wisdom, and his responsibility.

The human race that has been building this huge underground palace for thousands of years may be like this old Taoist priest:

The problems I can solve will not be left to future generations.

It doesn’t matter what the enemy is, just cut it with a sword first!

In the ancient and majestic underground palace, a heroic voice seemed to ring in Roland's ears. He was roaring:

"We humans never believe in that bullshit destiny, we only believe in..."

"It's numerous fun to fight the destiny!"

Roland felt something in his heart, bowed ninety degrees to Tao Zhongwen, and made a solemn promise to the human race pioneers in him:

"If my fellow Taoist urges you, I will do my best!"

Let me see what bad intentions are hidden in that ever-tangled destiny!

ps1. Sorry, I was sorting out the outline in the morning, so it was too late to write a chapter at 12 noon.

So I came up with the idea of ​​skipping the noon update...

Then I put it down.

ps2. But I promise to update it twice tomorrow.

ps3. Several timelines have been completed, and there are some disturbing thoughts. So far, they are quite interesting~

Volume 54: Entering Kyushu for the first time: Chapter [-] Dare to ask ghosts and gods for the common people!

[On the top of Mount Huashan, the ground was broken for an altar. 】

[Practitioners all over the world work together, regardless of Buddhism and Taoism, to contribute the magical tools, treasures, and top-quality materials accumulated by the sect over thousands of years. 】

[Jiajing ordered the officials and health offices of nearby state capitals to fully cooperate. 】

[People from all over the world gathered to respond and report back to the practitioners for their rescue after the earthquake. 】

[Seven days later, the three-story altar was completed. 】

[You stand on the east side of the Dharma altar, holding your sword, closing your eyes and meditating, feeling the changes in the heaven and earth. 】

[Tao Zhongwen is wearing a bright red Taoist robe, wearing ritual implements and ornaments donated by various sects, and stands on the upper level of the altar. 】

[He held a thousand-year-old mahogany sword and stepped on the Seven Star Gang, reciting prayers in memory of heaven and earth. 】