Into the Immortal Cultivation

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In the deepest area of ​​the core circle, there is a metal disc. This metal disc is driven by the planet's own magnetic field and moves slowly in the thick magma.

This disc is the Palace of Light-the sacred place of the Ming clan created by the first generation of the King of Light, the guarantee of the family of the King of Light.

At the beginning, there was a debate within the Ming clan for the construction of this bright shrine.

Youming believes that this solid spirit material is no different from the dead body of existence, and it should be an existence abandoned by light. The Ming clan refining this thing is to go against the sky and be the enemy of the light. Not to mention, keeping this kind of thing on the edge of the source of light for a long time. This is simply evil.

The other school believes that although this kind of spirit material has the characteristics of solidification like the existence of dead bodies, it is not essentially the existence of dead bodies, but another completely different thing. The existence of the deceased is due to the loss of the light power and the loss of the eternal living fire, so it condenses, but this thing is different. It is another manifestation of the bright fire, which is the material domesticated by the Ming monks with the live fire, and is therefore sacred. Use it, it will not harm the light.

At the time, both of these claims were quite marketable. The first statement even once prevailed. Among the ancestors of the Ming clan, many actually demanded that they completely abandon spiritual materials, sacredly abandon their wisdom, and completely abandon the technique of "refiner".

The first generation of the King of Light, however, stood out from the crowd. With great determination and perseverance, he built such a shrine of light near the source of light. It has been revolving slowly around the earth's core until today.

This is also one of the few black spots in the bright and glorious life of the great first-generation King of Light. The most favorite thing of the Ming literati was to slam the first-generation King of Light on this matter, believing that this tyrant was extravagant and vain.

Well, even though "insulting the King of Light" is a felony, even the referee hall is not interested in these literati. Skoda justice fairly dismembered a few dead literati when he was young, but now, even the chief referee who is known as the "iron face" [the original is "the body is as stubborn as the remains") I think it's boring to kill these literati.

Because there is simply no reliable carrier to record the articles made by these literati.

This is probably a bit of a pity, because these Ming clan finally have such a little hope that the heaven and earth can know, to make the arrangement of words other than "possible" in the expectation of the beautiful god-the specific is impossible ... about the same as "" "Probability" has nothing to do. After all, it was a miracle.

In addition, the works of those literati no longer flow out. Probably a bit pity.

There is no way, the solid material possessed by the Ming clan, that is, the solid spirit material.

At the center of the earth, the abundance of heavy elements is too great. Even if they have the ability to condense hydrogen and oxygen into ice in the flame world like True Flame God, it is useless.

Not to mention they haven't.

Because of this, the boundary between the “language” and “words” of the Ming nationality is very vague. Their language is circulated in the form of light waves. However, the blocking effect of lava on visible light is too strong, so they all rely on the spiritual knowledge of another Ming clan to receive external signals.

From the perspective of the human race, this feels similar to "Braille"-although the language is completely visible.

In the early generation of the King of Light, after the establishment of the Great Light Palace, the Ming people were keen on the use of spirit materials. When they needed to inscribe text, they also expressed the structure similar to the light wave with crystals. .

At the Great Light Shrine, there is a message left by the early King of Light.

At this time, the King of Light of this generation is sitting on his throne.

No, using "sit" may be a bit unreasonable. A light bubble that doesn't even have a buttock is obviously unable to "sit down". The King of Light's throne looks more like three metal pillars. These three pillars are spaced symmetrically, and are symmetrically distributed. They rise from the metal floor, straight up and down, but there is a bend in the middle. The three-segment curve has a circle center as if it wrapped an invisible sphere.

The spell skillfully guides the external meta-magnetic force, forming a small magnetic field between the three columns, and the King of Light can be suspended in the column effortlessly.

For King Guangming, this is very important work. As long as the King of Light is still there, and the rule of the ten thousand family is still there, the Ming people will not be chaotic.

Is there anything more meaningful than this?

The young King of Light is therefore very complacent.

Of course, he also knows that in this world, there is always some strength that prevents him from staying here.

"Oh? Three ascetic monks? Ascetic monks ... Ascetic monks ..." The young King Guangming thought hard for a moment, and then said: "Is that group of fanatical admirers of my ancestors? Think imitating ancestors can get a breakthrough?"

As a courtier, the Ming clan really did not know why to answer this question, and how to answer it better.

Fortunately, the Chief of Security came out at this time and said to King Guangming: "His Royal Highness, these three ascetic monks need to pay close attention. Now Zhe Minghui and the referee are staring at them. These three guys may be the two chaos. The fuse of the battle between. "

"Oh? What would you say?" Guangwang Rao asked with interest.

The head guard was silent for a moment. He is just a bodyguard. It stands to reason that he should never interfere with the decision of King Guangming. Moreover, he did not feel qualified to speak in the battle between Zhe Minghui and the referee hall. What's more, he is just loyal. As a hereditary bodyguard, he does not need any political ability.

However, King Guangming urged: "Say!"

"He thought ..." In a panic, the head of the bodyguard replied: "Do you want to start strong and control them ..."

"Why?" Guangming Wang Fanwen.

"This ... they might be the center of Zheming's battle with the referee palace ..."

"so what?"

The chief of the bodyguard hesitated and said: "The referee hall is the gathering of the heart and the rules. The Zheming club is the wise elite and the fairy road. If ... if they fight, it will ultimately be detrimental to the society."

"What's wrong with fighting a fight?" King Guangming said: "Uncle, in this respect, you still have to learn something. If those chaotic officials want to fight, let them fight."

"but……"

"They are fighting well. They don't move, so no one knows whether they are loyal or loyal. What is their purpose. Only when they fight, can we see their true appearance and grasp their purpose." Guangming Wang said.

Although the Ming people do n’t know what is “the wind knows the grass, and the Pandang knows the sincerity” [because I have n’t seen the wind nor the grass], what is the “just standing without a wall”, because I have n’t seen the wall before Qian Qian is long], but the truth is always the same.

King Guangming feels that it is great to be able to understand himself.

"Yes, but the three ascetic monks ..."

"Three bitter monks, a little meaning. There are few bitter monks of the Ming clan, but they are not. Are they still keeping two?" King Guangming said.

The chief of the bodyguard insisted: "A bitter monk who can make Zhe Minghui and the referee hall notice at the same time must have something extraordinary."

King Guangming said casually: "Also, see you soon ..."

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Due to the basic characteristics of the people of fire, the Ming clan news was sent quickly. In an instant, a special envoy flew to Kongyuan to read the decision of the King of Light to the referee.

"Huh? What? His Royal Highness King decided to see these three ascetic monks?" The Chief Referee was a little puzzled. "This is ... why?"

"Xiaguan is also only a Ming who reads the will, how can it be until the mind of King Guangming?" The official smiled, and lightly avoided the inquiry of the Chief Referee: "However, if the referee is doubtful, I also Can be conveyed on behalf of ... "

Kosta Justice suddenly had some resentment: "Is Gandogong Ming asking? Zhe Minghui was originally a court jester ..."

"Please also ask the referee not to be embarrassed." The official refused to take the word, just said: "Please also refer the judge to believe in His Royal Highness. Although His Royal Highness was young, he was responsible for leading the mind, not The villain can be easily deceived. "

But Costa Justice is a worry in his heart. Although he didn't think that these three ascetic monks had anything extraordinary, Gandogong's performance made him full of doubts. Perhaps the mystery is no longer the three ascetic monks themselves, if Zhe Minghui has mastered these three ascetic monks, he can make some articles and fabricate many misrepresentations. Or, Gandogong simply knew these three ascetic monks. They used to be dangerous men who were close to the Zheming Church, but they later changed their spirits and returned to normal.

In short, he must make up his mind not to let these three ascetic monks fall into the control of Zhe Minghui.

But on the other hand, the referee's loyalty to the ancestors can't be denied.

In the end, the chief referee made a decision.

"I'm really worried that these three ascetic monks were taken away by evil adulters, and they did some bad things." He whispered: "So, please also ask the messenger to return to your highness, and ask him to allow me to follow these bitter monks , Enter the Shrine of Light, and see your majesty. "

"In addition, these three monks have forgotten to say anything, and they will certainly not remember the etiquette. His Royal Highness is also graced for some time so that I can help them remember those things ..."

After getting the messenger's response, the King of Light rarely showed annoyed emotions.

"Rogue thief, rioter thief! If you want to see the three bitter monks, you have to push three to four, ah? What did he think of the people of the Ming clan? Did he refer to the slaves in the palace?"

But after weighing the pros and cons, King Guangming still agreed to this request.

And this news came out, Zhe Minghui began to mess up.

Gandogong Ming frowned, thinking, "Does King Guangming intend to use the referee hall to suppress us? Doesn't make sense?"

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