The Hardest Opening System in History

"Fortunes flow, heaven and mystery, ancestors enlightened, Wuxianzong, Burying Soulzong, and the other 14 schools, open the dynasty and establish the country, and create the dusk country!"

"The sky will be long and the night will be dying. When the world is in chaos, the creatures in the swamp in the south of our country are deeply panicked. However, the crisis is looming and it is a matter of life and death. They must not retreat. Therefore, the Southern Great Ze forces jointly decided to establish a country and create a country Ze Guo!"

In the land of Taixuan, one hundred and eight counties, with the exception of Beihai County, which was completely ruled by Daxia, in the countless Shenji Pavilions in the rest of the counties, two declarations of the founding of the nation sounded simultaneously, one after the other, and it spread to all The monk's ears.

After that, the entire Great Profound Land fell into a few breaths of silence first, and then exploded outwards, like water boiled instantly by the high temperature, violently tumbling.

"Establishing a country, mother, these big sects are really capable of doing things, and even establishing a country, what do they rely on?"

A uniform roar came from the mouths of countless monks, and then these monks with undiminished expressions of astonishment looked at each other and said at the same time:

"Twilight country, Nanze country, it seems that the creation of these two countries was just going to go to the country!"

Before this exclamation sounded, the intelligence lamp in the Shenji Pavilion suddenly continued to flash rapidly, and the colorful colors directly brightened and disappeared in everyone's eyes. It was so strange that people continued to make a strange cry:

"There is still big news, could it be the founding of the country again?"

Before the voice fell, a solemn voice rang around the ear like a bell, buzzing:

"The Buddha's light shines all over the world, and the Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddhist monastery of the Western Regions here declares the founding of the country, and the establishment of the Western Buddhist Kingdom will definitely return to the Central Plains and restore the glory of the ancient Buddha!"

The Taoist Society of this world has not yet started, there is a continuous three-way force, choosing to establish the country in the world, such heavy news is undoubtedly a blockbuster with unlimited power, the monks in the land of the singularity are buzzing, and it will be difficult to return for a long time. God.

After a long time, there was a cultivator who reacted. He stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass in front of him tremblingly, wanting to take a sip, but because the shaking was too violent, most of it spilled out.

Then the monk simply threw the teacup away and murmured:

"A state has a national destiny, and there is a destiny. Even in troubled times, a country cannot be created arbitrarily, because this is the same as the realm of a monk, and it is a level of power.

"The simplest thing is that the national destiny is magnificent. It cannot be suppressed by human resources. There must be an artifact to suppress the national destiny. These once hidden Sejong gates, how can He De, dare to act so hastily!"

The monk became more excited as he spoke, and even the beard on his face trembled constantly. He himself was an old monk who was quite knowledgeable, and then his voice continued to be heard:

"Establishing the country without authorization, even if you are afraid of recruiting heaven and punishment, these forces' such reckless actions are undoubtedly a fuse that will ignite the ambitions of all the forces in the entire Supreme Profound Land."

When speaking of the word ambition, the old monk's words trembled faintly, and then he looked around for a week, looking at the monks around who were only shocked, and said loudly:

"The land of Taixuan is too big and too big. The land area of ​​108 Counties is endless, countless races, countless forces are intricate, and some powerful forces do their best in their own one-acre three-quarters of land.

"This creates a particularly terrifying fact, that is, there are too many forces, and they don't know their own strength and positioning. You may wish to think about it, what will they do when so many big forces announce the establishment of the country?"

As soon as this statement was made, the complexion of the people around became worse, and the response came out:

"He, they will imitate those great forces in the Central Plains, and then they will all choose to establish a country!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, the old monk stood up abruptly, his entire face flushed, and he raised his hand and patted the table in front of him again, rolling out every word:

"These ambitious forces will choose to open up the dynasty and establish the country, and then announce to the world. Don't think that this has nothing to do with us. The relationship among them is related to everyone's lives."

When the voice fell, the old monk opened his hands abruptly, his whole body surged, and he let out a loud roar again:

"The difference between the state and the sect, you should be clear. If you are a sect, start a mountain and establish a faction, and find a few disciples, even if the number is small, it is also a sect. It is like the Taiqing sect. Although the number is very small, who dares to underestimate it, but."

At this point, the old monk's words suddenly changed, and the loud voice continued to sound in everyone's ears:

"But you should know that the kingdom is different from the sect, because the kingdom needs a vast territory, a large number of cities, and most importantly, it needs its people!

"But where are these people and where are these territories?"

After this rhetorical voice fell, the old monk directly raised his hand and slammed all the monks who remained silent in front of him. The aggressive voice rolled out again:

"The citizens of these countries are all of you here, and the territory they need is the power of all of you.

"So you guys, put away the so-called illusion that it doesn't matter to you, because this is the world's chaos, the most intuitive symptom, and the tide of war will be overwhelming under the turmoil of life. No matter where you are, you can't escape!"

The old monk's words came out, and the whole room was quiet, and then all the monks' complexions got worse and worse, and they felt a tremor of mind.

Indeed, just as the old monk analyzed, if it is the entire Taixuan land, from the previous sects, there will be a direct leap to the kingdoms and the era.

Then it is undoubtedly equivalent to a ball of flame, falling into a pan of oil that was about to boil immediately.

With a bang, the world is in chaos!

"The troubled times are coming, the troubled times are coming!"

This old monk who was shouting loudly in an unknown county, an unknown city, finally stopped shaking his right hand, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it all.

In the end, he directly smashed the wine glass on the table in front of him, making a sharp cracking sound:

"boom!"

At the next breath, the wine glass split into countless fragments and scattered all over the place. The old monk looked around for a week, and with some muddy eyes, he swept the surrounding monks with different looks and races.

Under the turbid and sharp gaze of the old man, everyone did not dare to look at his gaze, and they all chose to lower their heads subconsciously.

"The old man is getting older and can't live long, so it would be a pity even if he died in this troubled world, but for these young people like you, it would be a pity if life and death disappeared."

After this old voice came out, the old monk waved his hand, turned and walked out of the door, the voice continued:

"So the old man still hopes that you will be able to take care of this catastrophe and live longer and longer!"

After speaking, the old man looked up to the sky and sighed, slamming the door, and his voice rolled out:

"In this world, prosperity, people suffer, perish, people suffer!"