I really am not a freeloader!

This thing bears the marks of time.

However, it can still be seen that it is a small tripod.

There is a shadow of a person engraved on this tripod.

The man stood on a high platform, just like below.

"...their deeds need to be remembered for their contributions, and we need to keep them in mind!"

The figure on the cauldron lit up slightly, and a panic-stricken aura spread in the sky.

It was as if someone had woken up.

"...their sacrifice is for our tomorrow. Our tomorrow needs us to create it with our own hands!"

Zhao Qian clenched his right hand and said to the people below

Those people's eyes were red, they never expected to be treated like this at first.

At the beginning, they just wanted to protect themselves from being bullied and their future homes from being bullied, so they secretly united together.

They don't feel their efforts will be recognized because they are operating in secret.

But now some people admit that everything they have paid for their homeland is for a better tomorrow in the future!

Their emotions were concentrated, but no one spoke up to interrupt Zhao Qian's words.

Because everything they did was recognized by the people before them, everything they did was not in vain.

It was only after Zhao Qian's reminder that they understood the significance of what they were doing.

"Everything old must be buried behind us. They are for our bright future!"

"Everything here is a new order and new rules!"

“They are the cornerstone, and it is because of them that we are able to stand here and keep moving forward.”

"So we can't forget them, we have to remember their sacrifices.

Not only should we remember them, we should also remember the names of all those who have contributed to this journey! "

"So we have to engrave their names on this monument behind us!"

Just as Zhao Qian finished speaking, the Xuanhuang Qi that had gathered to a certain degree in the town suddenly found a direction to flow in.

They continued to pour into this square monument, firmly nailing the monument to the current ground veins.

The Twelve Martial Monuments beside him also resonate with it.

An inexplicable aura emanated from here and even spread to Mingyu City.

Ji Jun, who was practicing, suddenly felt that he had some insights.

He was immediately surprised that after entering the stage of tribulation, he could still have new insights so quickly. It was really too rare.

In the room, Ji Xueyi, who was writing in an exercise book, suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

More often than not, an image of a person emerged in my mind.

"Brother-in-law?!"

In Qingyu Pavilion, Wang Quanqing, who was also preparing to embark on the journey of transcendence, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Upon closer inspection, nothing happened.

"Weird!"

Wang Quanqing shook his head slightly.

With his current divine consciousness close to the level of transcending tribulation, he was unable to perceive what was happening.

The people of the Xiao family in Mingyu City suddenly felt a tightness in their chest, as if their spiritual protection was suppressed.

"This is..." He covered his chest, the feeling of being suppressed made him breathless.

The spiritual energy around him seemed to be moving away from him. He felt as if he was rejected by the land.

"You can't bring it here!"

He got up and flew out of the city, and only felt much better when he was more than ten kilometers away.

"What the hell is this?!"

He gasped, not understanding what was going on.

These thirteen square tablets are constantly resonating at this moment, wanting to declare their existence to the whole world.

And the large black and yellow brick engraved on the Twelve Martial Monuments finally appeared from Zhao Qian's body!

It cheers! It jumps for joy!

The ownerless dark yellow energy around it continued to flow into its body.

With the movement of these forces, he finally felt that he could turn over and become the big brother inside his master's body!

But what he didn't know was that the spiritual energy of the heavenly tribulation that already remained in his body was also growing stronger!

And in the sky, a faint sigh sound came from the small tripod.

The sigh was full of emotion and loneliness.

It swayed slightly, as if the cheers of thousands of people were echoing in my ears, along with the roars and shouts of countless monsters.

Lines of aura descended from the sky, temporarily concealing the resonant power of the thirteen steles.

Then it fell down, kept shrinking, and without alarming anyone, it finally sat on the largest square monument in the center.

"I will carve their names here."

"They are the foundation of us and our town, so their names will be carved by me personally."

“When someone makes an outstanding contribution in the future, his name will be carved by you.”

"No matter who you are, as long as you are in this town, as long as you have made a contribution, as long as you are recognized!"

"Then you can leave your name here forever."

“It’s an honor that’s well deserved.”

"From now on, it will be called 'Monument to the Martyrs' Contributions'!"

Zhao Qian turned around and didn't pay much attention to the huge Xuanhuang brick that had just broken out of his body.

With a chisel and a hammer in his hands, he walked to the middle of the Twelve Martial Monuments.

The purpose of a monument is to engrave and record.

What we need to do now is to give full play to its original meaning!

Zhao Qian began to carve gently.

Ding!

There was the sound of hammer and chisel hitting each other gently.

The small tripod above sank slightly.

At this moment, Zhao Qian's cultivation level also lost a bit.

Everyone below was watching silently.

Ding, ding, ding.

The sound of carving was endless, but they did not make any sound or say much, but just kept watching.

One name after another appeared in Zhao Qian's carving.

The small tripod which came from ancient times was not included in the collection.

Wait until he has carved the names of all twenty-one people who died.

The small tripod was also completely integrated into it, as if it had never appeared.

Their names are not nice, Goudan, Caogen, various numbers...

Each name is so eye-catching and yet so harmonious in the entire location.

Zhao Qian finished carving and felt as if he was losing strength, but there was one last step...

He turned around and looked at the audience again.

"Let's keep moving forward on the path they laid!"

"The future of our town is always bright!!!"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

This cheer that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out in the venue when he said the last sentence.

"For tomorrow, for Manager Zhao!"

"For a better tomorrow, for Manager Zhao!!"

"For our town, for Manager Zhao!!!"

Those people cheered, and Zhao Qian also had an impulse and saluted them.

He was wearing an ancient robe, which was totally inconsistent with what he was doing.

But there seems to be a sense of rationality in it.

He retreated.

As soon as I came to the stage, the feeling of exhaustion in my body became even stronger.

He checked his current body.

Empty.

"Forget it, forget it, God knows what's going on, go back and take a rest first."

He walked away step by step, holding on to the wall.

The causal traces he left behind were cleared away by the martial arts monument next to him.

No one can trace him now through the traces he left behind.

Now, in the town, Zhao Qian cannot be calculated and is beyond all calculations.

But he didn't know all this.

And after he left, the changes here were not over yet.

The twelve martial arts steles had already been soaked in the baptism of the Xuanhuang Qi, and they also wanted to emit their own waves along with the cheers of the townspeople.

However, the small tripod in the middle exuded a force that completely suppressed the signs of their manifestation.

It is not the right time yet. The entire continent is surrounded by foreign enemies. If we are exposed in advance, it may bring disaster.

We were defeated here back then, and we cannot make the same mistake again.

Although the Twelve Martial Monument was not completed to its fullest, the words engraved by both sides looked as if they were gilded.

Since we can't publicize it, we must show our differences!

The stele formation has been completed, and the spiritual formation of heaven and earth is constantly evolving.

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Zhao Qian returned to his office and lay down.

During the time he was walking back, the energy in his body started to circulate automatically, and finally it was no longer empty.

This also made Zhao Qian suddenly understand one thing. Could it be that his energy was calculated according to his internal cultivation?

If that's the case...

Forget it, let’s talk about it after I wake up.

So sleepy.

Zhao Qian lay on his recliner.

Surrounded by soft blankets, he fell into a deep sleep...

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Zhao Qian seemed to be awake, but he was looking at a familiar scene.