Chapter 290 The Disappeared National Fortune

  Mysterious energy that has never been seen before rises from the monk, and it is unpredictable.

  In the territory of Xianchao, mysterious energy rises from every inch of land, like cooking smoke.

  A monk stretched out his hand to grab it, but it seemed that he encountered a phantom, and he couldn't catch it no matter what method he tried.

  Mysterious energy fills every space, gradually forming beams and sheets, with direction, and converging in one place.

  Tianzun.

   "This is..." Yu Feng was surprised, and he had never seen such a force.

   "This is the fate of the country, the new birth of the country." Jiang Li explained.

  Tianzun opened his arms to welcome the newly born power of national destiny.

  The power of the national destiny gathers from all directions, like a vast ocean entering a bottomless cave, the power of the national destiny is continuously condensed and compacted, and finally forms a mask that is constantly changing.

  The Shengxian Dynasty used the national destiny as a mask.

  Tianzun has considered what the fate of the Immortal Dynasty should be, whether it is a guillotine with countless innocent souls under its blade, a hidden weapon that hides murderous intentions, or a beast that preys on the weak.

  He denied all of these.

   The more realistic it is, the stronger the national destiny will be. These things are not the best choice.

  Guillotines, hidden weapons, and beasts all represent killing. Taking these things as the fate of the country, the Xian Dynasty will fall into endless battles and eventually self-destruction.

  After some deliberation, Tianzun finally chose the mask.

  In Tonggu Continent, everyone wears a mask to keep their true thoughts from being exposed to the outside.

  Assassination, betrayal, smirking, acting... Similar but different programs are staged in Tonggu Continent every day.

  Even if it is Tianzun, he does not do things aboveboard. He destroys books secretly and lowers the overall lower limit.

   "This is the power of national destiny?" Tianzun felt the abundant power pouring into his body, and the strength climbed up and finally stopped at the peak.

   "Why don't you feel that you are not very strong?" Tianzun felt that although he had become stronger, he had not completely become stronger.

   Compared with the description in the classics, it seems to be worse.

   According to the classics, being blessed by the fortune of the country is equivalent to becoming a period of crossing the catastrophe.

  But now he only has a quarter of the strength of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, which is still the last Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

   "What went wrong, the number of monks? There are already enough people in the Xian Dynasty."

   Tianzun felt that five million monks was already an extremely terrifying number, and he didn't believe that any other country could have such a large number of monks.

  But now is not the time to think about such things, Tianzun continues to preside over the ceremony.

  Da Zizai Arhat wrote down the historic moment.

  He was appointed by Tianzun as a historian, responsible for recording the history of the Xian Dynasty.

   "On the first day of the first lunar month of the first year of the Immortal Dynasty, Tianzun received the return of all people, and the monks wished, gathered the hearts of the people in themselves, performed great things in the world, and established a holy fairy dynasty. Nearly ten thousand monks shouted that Tianzun is wise, Tianzun is immortal and invincible in the world."

  Dazizai Arhat thought for a while, and it seemed that no one called "Tianzun Wise", so he put down his pen, raised his hand and shouted "Tianzun Wisely", and then continued to record history.

  "The fate of the country rises and condenses into a mask. Tianzun is blessed by the fate of the country and is invincible in the world. The fairy dynasty is evergreen and immortal, and it will last forever."

   Tianzun raised his arms and shouted: "With the life of millions of mortals, I will sacrifice blood to protect the country, and bless my immortal dynasty and live as long as the sky!"

   Patriarch Xuehe cleared out a large open space, where millions of mortals were neatly placed.

  The mortals fell to their knees, their eyes clear, and they shouted in unison.

   "The **** of heaven will last forever, his power will reach the sky, and the immortal dynasty will last forever, starting today!"

   "The **** of heaven will last forever, his power will reach the sky, and the immortal dynasty will last forever, starting today!"

   "I wait for mortals to die like nothing. I will die for the gods, and die for the immortal dynasty. I am a person of the immortal dynasty in life, and a ghost of the immortal dynasty in death. After death, I will guard the immortal dynasty forever and ever!"

   "I wait for mortals to die like nothing. I will die for the gods, and die for the immortal dynasty. I am a person of the immortal dynasty in life, and a ghost of the immortal dynasty in death. After death, I will guard the immortal dynasty forever and ever!"

   All the monks looked at each other, but they had never seen such a scene. They thought that this group of mortals who were greedy for life and afraid of death would beg for mercy and cry. When they killed mortals in the past, mortals behaved like this.

   Unexpectedly, the mortals at the founding ceremony were different and voluntarily died.

   I don't know what method the ancestor of Xuehe used.

   Tianzun is very satisfied with the performance of mortals, and only mortals who are different are worthy of the only national founding ceremony in the ages.

  The Holy Immortal Dynasty is the first imperial court in the Tonggu Continent composed entirely of immortal practitioners, and it is destined to leave a name in history.

   "Life is a person of the Immortal Dynasty, and death is a ghost of the Immortal Dynasty."

   "Life is a person of the Immortal Dynasty, and death is a ghost of the Immortal Dynasty."

   Gradually, Tianzun realized that something was wrong. The power of the national destiny was rapidly declining. He desperately wanted to grasp this hard-won power. The national destiny was like gravel. The tighter the grip, the faster it passed.

  In the end, the national fortune disappeared completely, not a single bit remained!

   Tianzun quickly figured out the reason—this group of mortals.

   It does not mean that whoever is registered as a household is a citizen of the Immortal Dynasty, and the register is not an immortal tool.

  Anyone who thinks he is a citizen of Xianchao, then he is a citizen of Xianchao.

   These mortal toads want to eat swan meat, delusional themselves as the people of the fairy dynasty!

  The premise of uniting the national destiny is that more than 90% of the people are monks, and 5 million monks are mixed with millions of mortals, reducing 10% to 80%!

  He can't kill these mortals yet.

  After these mortals died, the Xian Dynasty would also count them among the people.

  The dead are also subjects.

   There is only one way to reunite the national destiny, to train all these mortals into monks!

   "Xuehe, this is the surprise you gave me!" Thinking of the complacent expression of the ancestor of Xuehe, Tianzun was angry from the heart.

  He lost face!

   "Heaven, Tianzun, it was all accidents..." Patriarch Xuehe explained tremblingly, the fortune of the country disappeared, and the mask also disappeared, Tianzun's extremely angry expression was particularly permeating.

   For the first time, the ancestor of Blood River, who had killed countless people, felt the threat of death.

"die!"

  Tianzun covered the space with his palm, and the cultivation base of the ancestor of Xuehe disappeared and poured into Tianzun's body. His body turned into particles and scattered in the world. His soul was torn to pieces, and there was no trace of him in the world or the underworld.

   "Tianzun is using the Devouring Dafa?!" Senior Sister Wu Lian exclaimed secretly, not daring to make a sound.

  She saw Tianzun devouring the power of Patriarch Xuehe. Although the method was much better than Ma Pingfan, the essence was the same.

   "Where are the east and west prisons!"

   "The minister is here." The east prison and west prison appeared.

  The remaining five fusion phases were surprised, they didn't expect that there was a hidden fusion phase.

   Tianzun deliberately concealed these two people, and the meaning is self-evident.

   "Except for Blood River, who else taught this group of damned mortals?!" Tianzun gritted his teeth.

   After killing Patriarch Xuehe, Tianzun's anger remained undiminished, and he wanted to kill more people.

  The two monks in the fusion period were also afraid when they saw Tianzun's appearance, for fear that Tianzun would take his anger on them.

   "Returning to Tianzun, there is also a young man named Yu Feng. To be precise, he is the main person who teaches mortals. Xuehe just listened to his opinion."

  East Supervisor and West Supervisor refers to Yu Feng in the crowd.

  (end of this chapter)