Cosmic Demon

Chapter 187 The two most legendary brothers under the galaxy!
The spiritual resonance of the Qin Dynasty covered the void space, capturing the faint fluctuations that were washed away by the vicissitudes of time and lingered for a long time.

The scene inside shook violently and changed, and two blurry figures emerged.

"Ayue, I heard from Xiao Wang about your experience at Yunan School. You performed very well in military courses, general knowledge, language, and practical operation of military equipment, but you failed in politics."

The man in the military coat had a deep voice, like the sound of a bronze bell, penetrating people's hearts.

The deputy commander, who was rumored to be extremely domineering and self-willed, behaved quite well in front of his elder brother.

He just hummed twice, lowered his head and said:

“I think those teachers are wrong.”

The face of the man in the military coat was hidden by the brim of his hat, revealing his resolute chin.

He stood there with his hands behind his back like a towering peak, as if he was born to be the center of the world.

“The teachers and instructors at Yunan Military Academy, including the directors of each department, are all the most elite people in Dongxia.

You have only been in school for a few years, and you dare to speak so arrogantly? "

It was hard to tell whether the man in the military coat was happy or angry in his tone, but it gave people a lot of pressure.

"What the political teacher believes is that the ancient Dongxia Empire is a backward product and a backward system. However, such a 'backward' civilization ruled most of the Milky Way and illuminated a corner of the starry sea. Brother, I believe that under the foundation of the extraordinary path, there is no institutional superiority. It only depends on the strength or weakness of those in power..."

The young deputy commander was very proud at first, expressing his inner thoughts, but gradually he became aware of his elder brother's attitude and his voice became as quiet as a mosquito.

"The pillars of the gods dominate the rise and fall of civilization. Under their glory, even the countless tiny mortals gathered together seem insignificant."

The man in the military coat remained silent. He stared at his brother quietly, and after a while he said:
"Ayue, you shouldn't think like that."

The young deputy commander lowered his head and pursed his lips.

The man in the military coat said calmly:

"You are still young, and you think that in this world, the one with the biggest fists is the one with the most power, and you are not wrong.

In the final analysis, in all kinds of wars under the starry sea, what really plays a decisive role is the confrontation between the gods of war and the game between the pillars of the gods.

But this is only the meaning of the path. The individual continues to move forward along that extraordinary path, eventually reaching the end, standing at the top, changing the world with his own power, and setting the rules. "

The young deputy commander had a puzzled look in his eyes. He didn't understand that becoming a Martial God was already the highest level in the galaxy.

Not only did he call the shots in Dongxia, he also dominated the entire region.

Even outside the wider galaxy, it is still highly respected.

“A path is taken by one person, a road is taken by a group of people.”

The man in the military coat spoke calmly, but his eyes were bright.

"Ayue, have you ever thought about the vast sea of ​​stars, the countless creatures, the reproduction and inheritance from generation to generation, covering endless time. From a macroscopic perspective, do you think the probability of the appearance of a being that is born sacred and the only Dao seed level is low?"

After thinking carefully, the young deputy commander replied:
"From what I know about the history of civilization, it takes about tens of millions of years for a high-level civilization to breed a divine being of the unique Dao level. For a slightly lower level, it would take hundreds of millions of years. If it is an ancient force that controls the origin, it may even take millions of years. Considering the vast scale of the starry sea, this probability is not low."

The man in the military coat was very satisfied with his brother's answer. In the library of the Yunan Military Academy, the history of civilization was the least borrowed book because it was boring and almost inexhaustible.

But my younger brother still often looks through it, which shows that he studies very hard.

"That's right. So a question arises from this. For so many born sacred beings, the only kind of Dao, the amateur level is like a baby's first steps and babbling, and can be passed naturally. The professional level is like the development of a teenager, and can be reached directly by eating and sleeping well.

The only tests for them are the Grandmaster and Martial God.

Even because of their racial advantages, some beings have a very long lifespan.

Then why are there only twelve upper pillars from the beginning of the universe to this moment? "

The man in the military coat asked a question.

The young deputy commander was stunned.

"As I said before, the path is the end of a person, and the road is the beginning of the spirit."

The man in the military coat said.

"When you become a Martial God, you are a vital part of the universe. You can receive its gifts, but you are also bound by it. At that time, you gradually understand a truth: individuals cannot be immortal, just like stars will decay and celestial bodies will collapse. No matter how hot or how big you are, time will eventually take you away."

The young deputy commander seemed to be thinking about something:
"Brother, are you saying that only those who open up the way can seek the position of pillar and become gods?"

The man in the military coat nodded and said:

"That's right. A more accurate statement is that only those who reach the end of the path and then follow through on their own path are worthy of becoming the pillars of the universe and occupying that eternal position.

This is what I want to tell you, because the paths taken by the spiritual pillars are different, the philosophies they uphold are also different. But no matter what you do, you are always carrying out the path you chose at the beginning.

The God of War cannot make civilization flourish, nor can it keep the fire of civilization burning forever. If you want to occupy a place in the sea of ​​stars instead of being a weak vassal, you need the support of the pillars of the gods, and this cannot be shaken. "

Qin Shi, who was in spiritual resonance, was already confused. The topic discussed by this two most legendary brothers under the galaxy was too high-end.

You always call yourself a god of war or a pillar of strength, can’t you be more down-to-earth?

Inherit some knowledge, practice, and let yourself benefit from it!

The young deputy commander's voice slowly sounded:
"Brother. You and several other marshals established New Dongxia. Are you trying to...get rid of the spiritual pillars?"

The man in the military coat waved his hand, and a vast force spread out, covering the empty space.

Then he said:
"Ah Yue, we all came from poor backgrounds. I was lucky enough to study for a few years and, with the help of a friend, I got a job as an administrator at the Imperial Library. That was the most peaceful time in my life. I had countless books to read every day. After reading, I would buy some wine and some cheap offal.

When I was there, it was the end of the empire. The four pillars of the gods had lost hope in Dongxia, and the fire of civilization was crumbling. If nothing unexpected happened, they would abandon the last emperor, find a new destiny from the bloodline of the various clans, and start a new round of renewal. "

The young deputy commander said nothing. He had heard too many legendary stories about his elder brother, but because he was born too late, the first thing he saw was the brand new Dongxia Republic.

The corrupt and decadent ancient empire had collapsed like a dying giant amid the celebrations and cheers of the people.

“When I was 30 years old, I joined the Fuxing Society founded by Lao Xiao and Lao Yang. I met many like-minded friends and found my future goal.

But it is not easy to overthrow the ancient empire whose territory covers most of the galaxy.

I remember one day, I lost a battle and was injured and recuperating in the countryside. It was an agricultural planet that had not been affected by the war. No one knew who I was. I followed the farmers to plant rice and harvest grain in the autumn. It was there that I took the last step on the path from Grandmaster to God of War. "

The man in the military coat spoke very calmly, but Qin Shi saw magnificent ups and downs in that faint remnant of spirit.

Behind that majestic figure, it was as if the wind and clouds changed dramatically, the dying giant roared, and the new sun shone brightly. Qin Shi was shocked and could hardly breathe normally!

"The end of the path is the God of War."

He thought of this sentence.

A place that the first ten great men never reached in their entire lives.

Qin Shuai spoke calmly, just like a person needs to eat and drink water.

"I am the first martial god of the Fuxing Academy. Of course, at that time, the name had been changed to 'The First Republican Representative Conference'. Old Yang thought it was too convoluted, so we privately called it 'Dingge Society', which means 'to reform the old and establish the new'."

The man in the military coat talked about the past with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was smiling.

"Old Yang and Old Xiao often asked me how I took that step. I told them that I figured out one thing. I watched the farmers burning straw and waiting for the harvest next year. They waved torches and were full of joy.

The huge empire that illuminates the Milky Way is made up of such tiny individuals who ignited the fire of civilization. Dongxia already existed before the four great spiritual pillars chose the Zhu clan. The weak Dongxia became strong because of the support of the spiritual pillars, but if it were not for the millions of people, the spiritual pillars would not have chosen Dongxia.

The fire of civilization is made up of countless fuelwood.”

Qin Shi, like the young deputy commander, recounted it at the same time, chewing over its meaning.

"From that moment on, I decided that what we have to do is not just to overthrow the ancient empire, abolish the last emperor, and then establish a corrupt regime that is no different from the past Dongxia and relies on the pillars of the gods."

The man in the military coat took off his hat, and his weathered face revealed a childlike innocence, his eyes full of beautiful aspirations:

"Ayue, just wait and see, we will no longer obey the orders of the pillars of the gods, and we will no longer regard the imperial families of the various clans as our kings. We will hand over Dongxia to every citizen, recover the fallen and polluted territories, and recast the glory that illuminates the Milky Way!
Even without the support of the gods, the fire of civilization can still burn brightly... I will definitely open up a new path so that countless people who think they are firewood can also emit their own light!"

Qin Shi listened silently, and he couldn't help but sigh that even a tough guy like Qin Shuai would have unfinished work.

The new Dongxia has gone through nine thousand years, and has not completely broken away from the control of the divine pillars as Qin Shuai said.

Of course, the influence of the divine pillars has indeed been greatly weakened. It is no longer like the imperial period, when temples were built almost everywhere, statues of gods were enshrined, and even the succession of imperial power was decided. As for the various imperial families, they have disappeared from the public eye.

"Ayue, you are my younger brother, and also the most outstanding young man of the new Dongxia. I don't want you to regard the masses as dust that can be trampled under your feet at will. When you reach the end of the road in the future and try to find a path that can be carried out, you will find that even at the end of personal power, the God of War will age and die, but the road that leads the masses and gathers them together is infinite and eternal."

The man in the military coat spoke earnestly. He had shared these insights and understandings with his friends and colleagues in the Dingge Society.

But only Lao Yang and Lao Xiao were willing to listen. The other guys forgot what they heard as soon as they heard it, and they had to roll up their sleeves and use force before they would reluctantly pay a few words to him.

"Got it, big brother. When I go back, I'll make sure to get full marks in politics class!"

The young deputy commander laughed.

To him, Qin Shuai is not like an older brother because of the big age difference and he plays more of a father role.

"Study hard. The Great Crusade will last for a long time. When you graduate from the Yunan Military Academy, you can participate in the selection of the warband! A good man should make achievements, but I, your brother, hope that you can start a family!"

The man in the military coat looked gentle, and then smiled again:
"I will never talk about love in my life. I will only dedicate my life to Dongxia and strive to open up the path for all people! The important task of continuing the Qin family's lineage and incense is now handed over to you."

The young deputy commander patted his chest vigorously and raised his head and said:

"Don't worry, big brother! I will follow Uncle Ying's example, marry a few more wives, and have a bunch of big fat boys!"

The man in the military coat shook his head and said:

"Xin Dongxia is a monogamous family. Lao Ying got married early and comes from a wealthy family, so it's hard to say. You kid, don't go around messing around and ruin the reputation of our Qin family!"

The young deputy commander laughed and said:

"Brother, I'm going to get married, and I'll have you preside over the wedding, so that my future wife can serve you tea! When the baby is born, whether it's a boy or a girl, you have to name it..."

The man in the military coat nodded and said:

"You sound so nice, but you should calm down as soon as possible. Lao Xiao said that you have peach blossoms in the corners of your eyes, which means you have bad karma and are destined to have romantic debts. I don't know if it's true or not. He is a fortune teller, and he only gets it right once out of ten times."

The young deputy commander pursed his lips:
"Uncle Xiao is full of weird things. He even said that my life has been full of ups and downs, and I have been adrift and helpless. He also said that my face is peculiar, just like the ancient prophecy of 'a solitary bird flying north, it is difficult to survive in a forest'."

The man in the military coat frowned and said:

"Did Lao Xiao really say that? No, next time I go back to the Imperial Capital, I will have to talk to him and ask him to change his mind and say some auspicious words."

The corner of Qin Shi's mouth twitched. It turned out that Qin Shuai used to be a person who liked to subdue people with physics.

He listened to the conversation between the two brothers in this empty space and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Who could have expected that they would later become the most legendary brothers in Dongxia under the Milky Way.

It even came to the point where they became enemies and killed each other.

Moreover, he is the only bloodline of their Qin family.

To become the emperor destined by heaven in the imperial family of the Zhu clan is to be sent to the throne which is tantamount to a thousand-year cage.

"It's true that things are unpredictable."

As a "man of later generations" standing on the upstream of time, Qin Shi looked at these two legendary figures who dominated the galaxy with deep emotion.

"Brother, did you come to Hengzhou in person just to set up these void altars? The fleet of the Fourth Regiment has psychics to guide them. They can find the direction of Dongxia without beacons."

The young deputy commander asked curiously.

"Not entirely. Each Star God is at the top of the food chain in the universe. Their only flaw is that their growth period is extremely long.

Throughout the nine hundred thousand years of Dongxia's existence, there has never been a Star God above the young stage. This Star God in Hengzhou is called the Lord of Gluttony. He was born without a mind. I wonder if I can tame him and use his core to build a supreme warship..."

The man in the military coat spoke slowly.

Tsk!
Taming the Star God!

I guess only Qin Shuai could say such words.

Qin Shi's sea of ​​consciousness was in turmoil. The mental resonance lasted too long, which was a test of his mental endurance.

Just before the interruption, he heard Qin Shuai, who was wearing a military coat, say:
"Ayue, you and I will carve your name here. I may not be able to survive the Star God. When you become a Grandmaster and strive to become a Martial God, you can come here and try to tame the Lord of Gluttony.

I have a law..."

(End of this chapter)