Chapter 780 (1/2)
”Twenty thousand years ago, all of us have given birth to our children. In order to make up for the sky, all the oil is used up and the lamp is dry. Even me, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, but in the end, we have succeeded. A heavenly way has been made up by us. Although it is only a kind of Taoism, as long as someone inherits it, it will take root and sprout and thrive in the world. ” Dugu Bu Tian said with a sense of pride.
”Taoism is not a gifted person and can not be inherited. I set up a sword tomb to test the children of the family. If there is a great talent, the sword tomb is not difficult, the cultivation is weak, the sword tomb is weak, the cultivation is strong, and the sword tomb is powerful. If you can pass the sword tomb, you are all gifted. I will let them inherit. Unfortunately, for a year, no one can enter it!” Dugu Bu Tian was bitter and astringent.
”Master, I...!” Yan Wudi frowned.
”I can see that you have not experienced sword tomb, but you have great fortune. In my opinion, luck is a kind of talent!” Dugu Shen said.
”Yes Yan Wudi nods.
”Come here, child!” Dugu Bu Tian cried.
Yan Wudi stepped forward and finally knelt down in front of Dugu Butian.
Dugu Bu Tian looks at Yan Wudi.
”We are all born in a bad era. The heaven is dead and the way of heaven collapses. The life of all living creatures is fragile. However, it belongs to our heaven and earth after all. I will give you the heaven we have made up. I hope you will take the world's life as the first hope. With your life, we can strengthen this kind of Taoism and strive for the peace of the world Ning Dugu Bu Tian was merciful to heaven and humanity.
”Master, although I don't know what you said, I will always remember your words and never forget them!” Yan Wudi said.
”I'm not alone. Mending the sky is not just one of my family. In the future, if you have the same way to mend the sky, you should try your best to help it, because all the people who mend the sky are the hope of our heaven and earth!” Dugu Bu Tian sighed.
”Yes, I will remember it!” Yan Wudi affirmed.
Dugu Butian nodded, and his fists, which were clenched together, were slowly released, revealing a light spot of thirteen colors in his palm.
As soon as the light spots of thirteen colors come out, they seem to be at odds with the surrounding light and repel each other.
Holding the light spot, Dugu Bu Tian pressed the light spot into Yan Wudi's eyebrow.
”This is daozhong. Now it is very weak. You must make it grow up and make it strong. In this way, my ancestors of Dugu world and us can die properly.” Dugu Butian said.