Song Yu's eyes were slightly solemn, with a smile on his face, he bowed deeply to the Taoist ancestor, and said loudly:
"Junior has always admired senior, and he also admires the inheritance of Taoist ancestors. I don't know if senior can teach Junior a lesson or two?"
Daozu still had a smile on his face.
He stared at Song Yu for a long time, then he sighed slightly, and said softly: "Young man, I ask you, my will wakes up early, but your handwriting?
Hearing this, Song Yu was not surprised at all.
The existence of Daozu is almost knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. Song Yu's method is naturally difficult to escape the eyes of Daozu.
He nodded and admitted: "Yes, I killed a lot of arrogances, seized their luck, and awakened the will of Daozu senior."
Daozu's expression suddenly became gloomy, staring at Song Yu, at the moment of "one six seven", Song Yu only felt a terrifying pressure suppressing the surrounding.
Even his natural immortal body could hardly bear it, and there was a squeezing sound!
This is the Dao Ancestor, although it has been lost for hundreds of millions of years, although there is only a ray of remnant soul left, no, it is a will that is not even a remnant soul.
But it still has extremely terrifying strength, and can easily obliterate any celestial realm powerhouse in the world today!
However, Song Yu didn't have the slightest panic in his heart, he just smiled and said: "Natural selection, this is the truth of the world.
I just follow the rules.
Those so-called Tianjiao were too weak and weak, and it was only natural that they were killed by me. "
Daozu frowned and said: "They are all the arrogance of the human race, and they are all the future of the human race. They have no grievances or enmity with you. Your methods of killing are a bit excessive."
In the face of Daozu's questioning, Song Yu was not at all timid and guilty.
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He laughed and said: "What is the future of the human race, these so-called geniuses, in my eyes, are just ants-like characters, and they are not the future of the human race at all.
They also cannot affect the future of the human race. '
Song Yu's eyes were burning, and he looked at Daozu without fear: "Only I am the future of the human race, I am a natural immortal body, and I will definitely achieve great things in the future.
If I achieve the throne, the human race will be very happy.
If I fall in the middle, the human race will decline.
They can dedicate their lives and open up the inheritance of Taoist ancestors for me, which is their greatest role and contribution to the human race..."
Before waiting for Daozu to speak, Song Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "What is the root of my human race's foothold in these six realms?
It's not about helping each other, but a fight!
There are thousands of clans in the world, the god clan is blessed by nature, the demon blood is terrifying, the dragon clan is prosperous, and the human clan has a short life span and is born weak.
But why is my human race able to stand still and occupy the world in the end?
Daozu didn't speak, but his eyes brightened a bit.
Song Yu said: "The original is to fight! When you are fighting against the sky, you are fighting against the land for land, but the most fundamental thing is to fight with people!
The human race is infighting endlessly, and every three hundred years Samsara, the dynasty is endless, and there are countless casualties.
But those who died were all weak, and they were all ants who could not make people happy, and those who stood out from the struggle were the strong, enough to protect the human race and overwhelm the power of all races!
This is the foundation of my human race!"
When Daozu heard this, he laughed, his eyes full of admiration, and he stroked his palms and said, "Good, great good!
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Daozu slowly got up, walked to Song Yu's side, and sighed: "This is the legacy I've been waiting for..."
His eyes were full of sighs, as if he had returned to ancient times.
After a long time, he nodded and said: "You are right, the foundation of my human race is to fight for words!
If my human race does not fight, how can I expel the ancient gods, suppress the demons, and let the dragon race live in the East China Sea?
It's a pity that the world has been peaceful for a long time, and I almost forgot what the root of my human race is.
Although Daozu still had that kind look, he gave the impression of being aloof, indifferent and ruthless, looking down on the world.
But think about it, how could it be a simple person who can lead the weak human race to the peak of the arrogant race?
Only when you are calm enough, even to the point of being ruthless, can you fight against terrifying alien races such as gods and demons in the ancient times, and finally have the last laugh.
A woman's benevolent person can't do this...
Daozu said softly: "Those of my disciples, Huang Di Talent is the strongest, not even weaker than you, but he is too kind-hearted and too affectionate.
So he can only be the Yellow Emperor and cannot get my legacy..."
Daozu turned and left, his voice drifting: "Come on, only you can inherit my legacy.
Song Yu didn't move, but looked at Daozu's back, and suddenly said, "Isn't senior afraid that I will cause harm to the world in the future?"
To maintain him, he also prepared some trump cards. No matter how powerful Daozu was in front of him, he was just a remnant of his soul. There were many Magic Treasures, which were enough to protect Song Yu comprehensively.
An ancient existence like the Taoist ancestor was unwilling to sit still and fall, and in the name of inheritance, attracting Tianjiao to come and take the opportunity to seize the house, there are countless incidents.
It's not uncommon anymore.
Daozu has fallen for hundreds of millions of years, and he was the creator of the past. It is not impossible for such an existence to live another life.
What Song Yu didn't expect was that Daozu had no intention of making a move.
As if seeing what Song Yu was thinking, Daozu smiled and said, "Why, do you think I will take away your body?"
Song Yu didn't hide his own meaning, and nodded directly to admit: "Yes, Junior was indeed so worried."
Seeing Song Yu directly expressing his meaning, Daozu laughed instead of anger.
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He shook his head and said, "I did think so.
As soon as these words came out, the air around them seemed to freeze, and the depression made it hard to breathe.
Song Yu looked at Daozu quietly, he knew that since Daozu said it, it means that Daozu had given up the idea.
The smile on Daozu's face was slightly bitter, and he sighed softly: "It's just me... I'm really tired.
In ancient times, I ruled the heavens for hundreds of millions of years, and I was the only one on earth and the world. Even the ancient gods and demons would bow their heads to me.
I've also been complacent and felt that being alone at my peak was what I wanted.
But I felt this way for 10,000 years, and I felt this way for 100,000 years.
What about a million years?
What about thousands of years?
For thousands of years, my wife has died of old age, my brother has died of old age, and even my disciples are no match for time, and they have fallen to the ground.
I am the only one left, standing high above the throne.
But what's the point of that?
For thousands of years, I have been intrigued with other God Races, planning my life for the sake of the Human Race, I can't sleep at night, I have no taste for food, every moment is like walking on thin ice, and I dare not relax for a moment..."
Daozu looked at Song Yu with a smile, and said softly, "Young man, can you bear such a day?"
Song Yu was silent.
What Daozu said was completely different from what he imagined before, and what the world preached.
People all over the world praised that the great achievements of Taoist ancestors brought great prosperity to the human race, established the human world, exorcised ancient gods and demons, and ruled the human world for thousands of years.
Brilliant and grand, only the solemn and solemn Dao ancestor on the throne can be seen.
But I didn't see how much Daozu paid behind all this...
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Countless lonely late nights, the Taoist ancestor pondered in the empty Great Hall, worked hard for the future of the human race, and competed with the ancestors of the terrifying ancient gods and demons.
He witnessed the fall of his relatives and friends one by one, from the grief at the beginning to the numbness at the end.
All of this is terrifying.
167 And these thousands of years have also made Daozu tired of such days. He could have been directly reincarnated and reborn. Samsara will not stop and rule the world forever.
But Daozu gave up, he chose to sit in the fall, and practiced the imperial mausoleum of many of his disciples into Magic Treasures and became the Dao Palace.
It reappears in the world every 1000 years, and it is a chance for the human race to be scattered.
Daozu, tired of living.
And these hundreds of millions of years of waiting have made Daozu completely tired.
This creator just wants to sleep underground and have a good rest.
It's just that the obsession with the human race in his heart made him persevere. After waiting for so many years, he finally waited for Song Yu's arrival.
In the face of Daozu's questioning, Song Yu was silent for a long time.
Can he endure such a day?
I don't know how long it took, Song Yu slowly raised his head, looked at Daozu, and said earnestly: "It's too cold at a high place, and the loneliness of living at the peak for a long time may be unbearable.
But Junior can't stand the days at the foot of the mountain!
In any case, Junior should go and see the scenery on the top of the mountain... 35
His eyes are burning, his eyes are full of vigor and ambition, which is completely opposite to the twilight and vicissitudes in the eyes of Daozu.
Daozu was slightly in a trance. Once upon a time, he was in high spirits like Song Yu.
He laughed.