In the deepest area of ​​the core circle, there is a metal disk. This metal disk is driven by the magnetic field of the planet itself and moves slowly in the viscous magma.

This plate-shaped object is the Palace of Light, a sacred land of the Ming clan created by the first generation of Light King, and the guarantee of the King of Light for generations.

At that time, there was a debate within the Ming clan just for the construction of this Guangming Palace.

Youming believed that this solid spiritual material is no different from the dead bones of existence, and should be an existence abandoned by light. And the Ming clan refining this thing is to go against the heavens and become enemies of light. Not to mention, keeping this thing on the edge of the source of light for a long time is simply a great sin.

Another school believes that although this spiritual material, like the dead body, has the characteristics of solidification, it is not the dead body in essence, but another completely different thing. The dead body is condensed because it loses the power of light and the eternal active fire, but this thing is different. It is another manifestation of the bright fire, and it is a substance that the Ming clan monks use active fire to tame, so it is sacred. Using it will not cause harm to the light.

Back then, both of these statements had a market share. The first statement even once had the upper hand. Among the ancestors of the Ming clan, many of them demanded to completely abandon spiritual materials, saints and wisdom, and completely abandon the technology of "refining weapons".

However, the first king of Light opposed the opposition and built such a palace of Light near the source of light with great determination and perseverance. It has been circulating slowly around the core of the earth until today.

This is also one of the few black spots in the glorious life of the great first generation King of Light. The thing that Ming clan literati likes to do the most is to criticize the first generation King of Light in this matter, believing that this tyrant is extremely cruel and extravagant and arrogant.

Well, although "insulting the King of Light" is a serious crime, even the Referee Hall is not interested in these literati. When Skoda Zheng was young, he broke up and dismembered several literati who were desperate. But now, even this referee, who is known as "iron-faced" [the original text is "the body is as stubborn as if it is dead"], thinks it is boring to kill these literati.

Because there is no reliable carrier at all, which can record the articles made by these literati.

This is probably a pity, because these Ming tribes have a little hope that only the great saints of heaven and man know, and it is impossible to make the specific arrangement of the text beyond the "possible" in the expectation of the beautiful god... probably has nothing to do with "probability". After all, that is a miracle.

In addition, no works of those literati have emerged. It is probably a pity.

There is no way, the solid material that the Ming clan owns is just that solid spiritual material.

In the center of the earth, the abundance of heavy elements is too great. Even if they have the ability to condense hydrogen and oxygen into ice in the flame world like the True Flame God, it is useless.

What's more, they haven't.

It is precisely because of this that the boundaries between the "language" and "text" of the Ming clan are very blurred. Their language flows in the form of light waves. However, the blocking effect of lava on visible light is too strong, so they all rely on the spiritual consciousness of another Ming clan to receive external signals.

In the eyes of the human race, this feels similar to "Braised" although this language is completely visible.

After the first generation of King of Light went against the opposition and built the Great Palace of Light, the Ming clan was more enthusiastic about the use of spiritual materials. When it was necessary to engrave the text, they also expressed the structure similar to the light waves in crystals.

There is a message left by the first generation of King of Light in the Great Light Palace.

At this time, the King of Light of this generation was sitting on his throne.

No, it may be a bit unreasonable to use "sitting". A light bubble that does not even have a buttocks cannot be "sit down". The King of Light's throne looks more like three metal pillars. These three pillars are about a foot away from each other and are symmetrically distributed. They rise from the ground on the metal ground, straight up and down, but there is a curve in the middle. The three curves have a center that seems to wrap an invisible sphere.

The spell cleverly guides the external elemental magnetic force, forming a small magnetic field between these three pillars, and the King of Light can be suspended in the pillar effortlessly.

For King Guangming, this is a very important task. As long as King Guangming is still there and the rule of the whole world is still there, the Ming clan will not be in chaos.

Is there anything more meaningful than this?

The young King of Light was very content.

Of course, he also knew that there were always some powers in this world that prevent him from staying here safely.

"Oh? Three ascetic monks? Ascetic monks... Ascetic monks..." The young King of Light thought for a moment, and then said, "It's those fanatical admirers of my ancestors? I think you can get a breakthrough by imitating your ancestors?"

As a minister, the Ming clan really doesn't know why he should answer this question, how to answer it better.

Fortunately, the Chief Guard walked out at this time and said to King Guangming: "Your Highness, these three monks need to pay close attention. Now the Zheminghui and the Referee Hall are staring at them. These three guys may be the fuse of the two troubled ministers."

"Oh? What do you think will happen?" King Guangming asked with interest.

The head guard was silent for a moment. He was just a head guard, and in theory, he should never interfere with the decisions of King Guangming. Moreover, he did not feel qualified to make suggestions in the fight between the Zeminghui and the referee hall. What's more, he was just loyal. As a hereditary head guard, he did not need any political ability.

However, King Light urged, “Say it!”

"I think..." In a panic, the chief guard replied: "Do you have to take action first and control them...?"

"Why?" King Guangming Fanwen.

"This... they may be the center of the competition between Jehomi and the referee hall..."

“So what?”

The head guard hesitated and said, "The Referee Hall is gathered in the mind, the rules are reflected, and the jewelming association is a wise elite and the immortal path. If... they fight, it will be unfavorable to the country."

"So what's wrong with fighting?" King Guangming said: "Uncle, you still have to learn a little about this. If those rioters want to fight, let them fight."

"But……"

"It's better for them to fight. If they don't move, no one knows whether they are loyal or traitors. What's the purpose. Only when they fight can we see their true appearance and grasp their purpose." King Guangming said.

Although the Ming clan did not know what "the wind knew the strong grass, and the swayed people knew the sincere ministers" [because I had never seen the wind and had never seen the grass], and what "the wall stands on a thousand lei and has no desires will make you strong" [because I never saw the wall, I didn't know how long it was], the masters of the truth were the same.

King Guangming felt that it was great to be able to understand this truth.

"Yes, but those three monks..."

"Three ascetic monks, a little bit. There are few ascetic monks in the Ming clan, but they are not without them. Isn't I still keep two?" The King of Light.

The Chief Guard insisted: "The monks who can make the Tsaiminghui and the Referee Hall notice at the same time must be extraordinary."

King Guangming said casually: "It's okay, then just meet him..."

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Due to the basic characteristics of the People of Fire, the Ming clan news was sent very quickly. Just while sucking, a special envoy flew to Kongyuan and read out the decision of King Guangming to the referee.

"Huh? What? Your Highness of the King of Light decided to see these three ascetics?" The referee was a little surprised: "Why...?"

"The lower official is only a clear idea to read the decree. How could it be until King Guangming's thoughts?" The official smiled and avoided the chief referee's inquiry in an understatement: "However, if the referee has doubts, I can convey it on his behalf..."

Costa Gongzheng suddenly became a little angry: "Is it Gandogong Ming asked? Jeremyung was originally a court jester..."

"Please don't make things difficult for the officials." The official did not answer the topic and just said, "Please also let the referee believe in His Highness King Guangming. Although His Highness King Guangming is young, he is responsible for guiding Mingxin. It is not something that evil villains can easily deceive."

But Costa Gongzheng was worried. Although he didn't think there was anything great about these three monks, Gandogong's performance filled him with a thread. Perhaps the mystery was no longer the three monks themselves. If Zheminghui mastered these three monks, he could do some articles and fabricate many fallacies. Or, Gandogong just simply knew these three monks. They were once dangerous elements close to Zheminghui, but later turned to the right.

In short, he must have made up his mind not to let these three monks fall into the control of the Zheming Society.

But on the other hand, the referee's loyalty to the world's all-time series cannot be denied.

In the end, the chief referee made a decision.

"I am really worried that these three ascetics were kidnapped by evil villains and went to do some great debauchery." He whispered: "So, please report to Your Highness, please allow me to follow these ascetics to enter the Palace of Light and meet Your Majesty."

"In addition, these three monks have forgotten how to speak, so they must not remember the etiquette. You can also give your highness some time so that I can help them remember those things..."

After receiving the messenger's report, King Light showed a rare anger.

"A traitor, a traitor! If you want to see three ascetic monks, you have to push back and forth. Ah? What did he regard the people of the Ming clan as? Did he see his slaves in the Judgment Hall?"

But after weighing the pros and cons, King Guangming still agreed to the request.

When the news came out, the Jetsumihui began to mess up.

Gandogong Mingwen frowned and thought, "Does King Guangming plan to suppress us with the help of Zheming? Is it unreasonable?"
Chapter completed!