I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler Chapter 598

   Chapter 598 597. That's it?

  To be honest, Lu Kian was a little worried at first, if the scene in the temple was released, it would cause large-scale pollution.

   After all, it is the sealed old ruler, and Lu Kian can be cooked just by looking at it. Ordinary people can't sublime into steam on the spot when they see it.

   But Lu Kian noticed something strange when he checked the video.

   For some reason, this video is not as polluted as it originally was.

  Lu Kizuna didn't even have any emotional fluctuations after reading it.

   At first, Lu Bian thought it was because he was well-informed and had already passed the threshold.

   But Feng Yu said there was no problem after reading it.

   Later, Lu Bian took it to Qin Tiantian to see.

   Qin Tiantian didn't have any special reaction after reading it, and even ate a big bowl for dinner.

   Later, Lu Bian handed it to the employees of his Silent Media.

   The most responsive employees are those who feel dizzy.

That's it?

Lu Bian guessed that there are two possibilities. One is that because he and the people around him have been in contact with pollution for a long time, he has reached a certain depth of pollution, so the image of the sealed old ruler that has been reprocessed by the video does not exist. There is no strong erosion.

   There is another possibility, which is more theoretical.

   Lukun has always been curious about how the pollution of the Old Ones affects the human spirit.

  A knowledge, a name, from where exactly can contamination be transmitted.

   For example, a certain name, like Fang Geng, consists of two characters. The word "fang" is not polluted, and the word "Geng" is not polluted, but Fang Geng will be polluted, but Fang Geng will not.

   So, Lu Kian guessed, it is not so much that knowledge will bring pollution, but that knowledge will lead to the gaze of the great beings, which will bring pollution.

   So, what if this great being has been completely sealed?

   After that, Fang Geng must have been given up by the dark-skinned man. Coupled with the restrictions of Xuanjun, he fell into a long slumber.

   Therefore, even if Lu Bian pronounced his name, the pollution would not spread, and the pollution caused by his image would also weaken.

This mode is a bit like once you mention the name and related information of the old rulers, they will hit you along the network cable, but because of the seal of some great existence, these old rulers are disconnected from the network, then Everyone can scold them at will.

   Anyway, Lu Bian thought it was a good sign.

  Imagine, if people in this world face the old rulers all right, then when other pollution strikes, isn't it commonplace for everyone to take it seriously?

  So, he edited a part of the image of the sealed Old One.

   Of course, for the vast majority of ordinary people, this thing is still quite fierce.

   When Stephen saw the piece of meat, his whole body seemed to be stuck in his throat and his head was forced into the water, unable to breathe.

   He felt as if he suddenly had some more knowledge in his head, and this knowledge disappeared in a flash, and disappeared from his head all of a sudden.

   This feeling is like a rope passed through his left ear, drilled out of his brain, and pulled out of his right ear.

  The brain is shaking.

At the same time, one of the two foreigners began to melt and turned into a puddle of boiled meat, while the other fell into a frenzy, with blood oozing from his eyes, and something squirming under his skin, as if it could burst out at any time. .

  This scene is cruel, eerie, and at the same time has a despairing beauty.

   If there is any representation of destruction, Stephen believes that this must be one of them.

   At this time, the camera turned, the earthquake became more and more violent, and the city was in chaos. Lu Kian came to the Taoist temple, saw the Jiu Chuan people who were fighting the monsters, and told them the truth about Xuanjun.

   And, Lu Bian decided to go to the seal by himself to suppress all this.

   "Are you finally going to burn the land?"

  Stephen suddenly recovered from the decadent state that seemed to be tortured by life, and jumped up and looked forward to the following plot.

  Lu Kian quickly followed the road to find the caves excavated by foreigners, lay in the coffin, and came to the temple.

   In an instant, Lu Jun also melted.

   melted, boiled, charred.

   The power of the old ruler was unobstructed.

   On Jiangcheng Mountain, the earth trembled.

   Jiu Chuan people also encountered the problem of not being able to go down the mountain.

   They hesitated for a while, but finally chose to go back to the mountain and help Lu Kian.

   Seeing this scene, Professor Hu finally understood what his father regretted.

  Because only his own father did not follow up the mountain, but found another way to go down the mountain.

  Professor Hu is very clear that his father is for himself and his mother, and if he were to replace him, he might also choose to escape in this situation.

  Saving the world has never been an obligation.

   But that's exactly what makes his father regret for life.

   Because he betrayed his mission and heritage for so many years.

  The descendants of Jiuliu have come up with different choices after a long inheritance.

  Some people, like Dai Yuanyang, sold everything for themselves and sought strength.

  Some people, like the Seventh Master, are alone, they have not betrayed, but they have never passed on.

   There are people, like these Jiu Chuan people who are heading towards Xuanjun's cave, who choose to believe in hope.

   Even if the front is an abyss, even if the front is a sea of ​​swords and flames, as long as there is still hope, it cannot be said that there is no possibility of breaking the barrier.

  Humans are tiny, but great.

   Seeing this, Professor Hu had tears in his eyes.

   Cao Manwen saw the moving expression of the old man beside him, and he was also touched.

   He looked at the sentence in the cave and fell into thought.

  【The dead, pay tribute to the dead】

  If I stand in that position one day, will I give up everything and die as generously as these people?

   Cao Manwen did not know.

  Perhaps at that moment, there will be a hidden power to help him make a decision.

  This power comes from the education he received since he was a child, the knowledge he has acquired, from what he has seen and heard, from the deepest part of his bloodline.

   This is the only thing he can believe.

  Because in the past history, in such a long history, it was thousands of people like them who supported the country to continue to move forward in the midst of hardships and hardships.

   Jiu Liu is just a microcosm.

   They represent the struggles of an entire era.

   In the face of the dark erosion that is powerless to resist, there are always some people who are willing to give up their future, just to make this land usher in the dawn again.

   Therefore, Cao Manwen's vision was also blurred when he saw the countless seniors standing together and putting his hands on their shoulders.

   Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

   (end of this chapter)

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