My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

Why didn't I believe in the light?

As a member of the Knights who abide by the spirit of chivalry, he naturally abides by the code of knights: as warm as the sun, shining on the earth with fiery blood.

"My idol is King Arthur."

He looked at the oil painting of knight heroes next to him.

That is the man who is said to be the closest to God in martial arts in the entire history of Hawks. He is the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, an almost mythical legend.

He led the Knights of the Round Table to unify the British Isles and is the hero that all knights yearn for today.

Is it a knight?

Fu Qingjun smiled.

As a Western traditional feudal dynasty that also ruled the country with martial arts, it is the same as the British kingdom in my memory. They are a family of knights who manage the land, knights, barons, viscounts, dukes... and so on.

"Are you, the angel of the Mayan civilization?"

Isaac couldn't help but said.

He had mixed feelings at this moment, and he didn't know what to say anymore.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago when Nasika taught archaeology, the Mayan civilization actually existed.

The experience was so magical.

A flying angel.

It turns out that there are angels and demons in our western folk, even in the legends in the Bible.

Suddenly there is an indescribable pride and pride in his heart, we have gods.

"Don't be nervous."

Fu Qingjun's expression was extremely gentle.

He flapped his wings lightly and came to the window. Outside the window, there was a European-style cathedral and bell tower in the night. "Unexpectedly, the distant future generations still remember the history of our prehistoric Mayan civilization."

Isaac suddenly became excited and clenched his hands tightly, "Remember, how could you not remember! No matter how far history is, it will not let us forget the heroes of our ancestors! Abandoning the history of our ancestors,

We will lose all! "

Professor Nashika is such a respectable person who devoted his whole life to archeology, rediscovering the monuments that had been submerged in the wind and sand of history before the world.

He has a strong premonition that this is like the beginning of some kind of mythical story. The scene at this time gives him an epic atmosphere that is highly similar to those of western myths and legends.

The gods grant missions to mortals and start a legendary journey.

The legend of King Arthur began, pulling out the sword in the stone, the ancient knight who was granted kingship by God.

"This world is undergoing changes. According to the Mayan prophecy, our world will usher in a catastrophe." Fu Qingjun looked out the window, and the first sentence made the Western knight's heart explode.

Annihilation?

"A disaster that will destroy the world?"

Isaac's pupils dilated, "It's like the mist after the prehistoric flood. Those man-eating monsters keep appearing? The dark forbidden zone will come to this land again..."

"This is a periodic disaster. In history, this living planet under the entire starry sky has not only appeared once. The prehistoric fog of more than 100,000 years ago will re-invade this era."

Along with the narration, Isaac vaguely saw pictures hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It is a sad song of the earth.

Time and space converge, and the indescribable things in the mist use the common people of this planet as their blood food, constantly demonizing the species of this land.

It was an extremely miserable, dark and desperate prehistoric time, with corpses all over the place, and hundreds of millions of people died in the mist, engulfed by darkness, and eaten by evil things as blood.

He saw a statue of heroes and martyrs, weeping, laughing miserably, roaring to the sky, and killing the monster in the mist.

He saw the most respected Emperor Liana, covered in blood, stubbornly moving forward in the mist, looking for hope in a future where there is no hope.

There was a wordless emotion in Isaac's heart.

This is the greatest resistance of prehistoric humans in the fog and darkness again and again!

Isaac's heart was agitated, and he couldn't join it. The knight romance hidden in the blood in his bones, and the knight code of protection, completely rose.

"The Mayan spirit is what our current dynasty and our knights have continued and passed down to this day." Isaac said in a low voice.

"The fog is approaching, and this land may soon be covered in darkness."

Fu Qingjun stared at Isaac, "This disaster also needs someone to resist, save everyone in this land, and guard the entire common people."

Isaac seemed to realize something, and his heart was beating violently, thumping.

The whole person was almost occupied by the frantic heartbeat, as if he had lost the consciousness of thinking.

"The Yin Ruins in their east have revived their ancient civilization. Nuwa created humans, and they set sail again, and they are about to resist the fog... And we in the West, the great kingdom on which the sun never sets at this moment, how can we be willing to be behind those Easterners?"

"It's also about standing up again."

Fu Qingjun's eyes were burning, and there seemed to be sparks blooming in his eyes, "Isaac, are you willing to be my third disciple? Revive the Western Mayan civilization of this era, and fight to protect the human beings under the starry sky?"

"I do!"

Isaac fell to his knees with a puff in knightly etiquette, with a pious and resolute face.

"So, I will crown you."

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Fu Qingjun opened his mouth lightly, took off a strand of hair, with an extremely solemn expression, and lightly stabbed it on the top of Isaac's head,

Crash!

Isaac, a tall and handsome knight, had a circle of vigorous golden hair in the center that slowly fell off, and the center was smooth, with only one dull hair swaying slowly in the wind.

"I give fire to the common people, and you will rule the common people on the earth as a god." Fu Qingjun stretched out his hand, and the mortals, witches, angels, and demons of the Mayan civilization each sent a group to this room.

"This exercise is the code of the gods of the crystal wall system of my Mayan civilization, and it cultivates the beliefs of all living beings."

After Fu Qingjun bestowed the common people with the human race, he also bestowed a cultivation method.

Although it is said to be the Mayan civilization, it was actually secretly modified by the "Nine Turns of God Alchemy" by the Emperor Yinxu next door.

After all, this practice is to absorb the billions of incense from the common people, quench the miscellaneous, and cultivate into a great witch of incense and righteous gods.

Fu Qingjun thought about it.

This should be the path opened by Jiaxia. Since it can be used in the east, it can't be used here?

After all, Western gods also absorb incense.

Let him practice this, as a god, it will work perfectly.

After Fu Qingjun explained it once, he planned to leave.

"Master..." At this time, Isaac suddenly frowned, looked at the mysterious being who was about to leave, and couldn't help saying: "Can you tell me what happened to the prehistoric Mayan civilization after Emperor Liana entered the mist?" what?"

Fu Qingjun was taken aback.

Good guy, ask me to follow up.

Fu Qingjun just smiled, and said lightly: "That period of history more than 100,000 years ago? Why don't you go and see for yourself? If you become stronger in the future, I can let you travel through time and space, go back to the past, and witness The distant history of more than 100,000 years ago, fight to change the past!"

Travel through time and space and go back hundreds of thousands of years to the past!

Isaac had goosebumps all over his body, his face full of shock.

Master, what kind of great god is it?

God?

Jesus?

It can travel through time.

"Master, who are you?" Isaac couldn't help asking.

"who I am?"

Fu Qingjun smiled and left slowly, his figure disappeared into the night,

"For more than 100,000 years, I don't remember too much. I have witnessed the overwhelming flood and led the rise of Mayan civilization. 'Jiaxia' is my old friend, 'Nuwa' is my friend, and Wuzu' is my ancestor. disciple, the 'Emperor of Heaven' is my younger generation...the upper reaches the 'Heaven and Earth', and the lower pressure is the 'Nine Serenity'."

Isaac was dumbfounded.

Most of these great figures in ancient and modern myths are unknown to him, but he heard a sentence from them, Wu Zu is my first disciple.

The ancestor of witches... Udulla?

He remembered the hundreds of thousands of years of history in the classics, and one of the pages seemed to have such a record.

"Master, could it be...!???" He suddenly opened the "Chronicle of Maya Civilization" in a hurry, frantically trying to find the footprints of a certain statue.

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