To be honest, Lu Ban was a little worried at first. If the scene in the temple was released, would it cause large-scale pollution?

After all, that was a sealed Old One. Just one look at it could roast Lu Ban to death. If an ordinary person saw it, he would sublime and turn into water vapor on the spot.

But Lu Ban found something strange when checking the video.

For some reason, the video footage is not as polluted as the original one.

After reading it, Lu Ban didn't even feel any emotional fluctuations.

At first, Lu Ban thought it was because he was knowledgeable and had already exceeded the threshold.

But after reading it, Feng Yu said there was no problem.

Later, Lu Ban took it to show Qin Tiantian.

Qin Tiantian didn't have any special reaction after watching it, and even ate a big extra bowl of dinner.

Later, Lu Ban handed it to the employees of his Silent Media.

The most severe reactions among employees were just dizzy.

That’s it?

Lu Ban guessed that there were two possibilities. One was that he and the people around him had been exposed to pollution for a long time, so they themselves had reached a certain depth of pollution. Therefore, the image of the sealed Old Ones that had been processed by the video did not cause too strong erosion.

There is another possibility, which is more theoretical.

Lu Ban has always been curious about how the pollution of the Old Ones affects the human spirit.

How can a piece of knowledge or a name start to transmit pollution?

For example, a name like Fang Geng is composed of two characters. The character "Fang" is not polluted, and the character "Geng" is not polluted either, but Fang Geng will be polluted, but Geng Fang will not.

Therefore, Lu Ban guessed that it is not so much that knowledge brings pollution, but rather that this knowledge will attract the attention of great beings and thus bring pollution.

So, what if this great existence has been completely sealed?

After that, Fang Geng must have been abandoned by the dark-skinned man, and coupled with Xuan Jun's restrictions, he fell into a long sleep.

Therefore, even if Lu Ban recited his name, the pollution would not spread, and the pollution caused by His image would be weakened.

This pattern is a bit like once you mention the names and related information of the Old Ones, they will attack you through the Internet, but because of the seal of some great existence, these Old Ones are disconnected from the Internet, so everyone can curse them at will.

In any case, Lu Ban felt that this was a good sign.

Just imagine, if the people of this world are fine when facing the Old Ones, then when other pollution comes, won’t everyone be accustomed to it and not take it seriously?

So, he edited in some images of the sealed Old Ones.

Of course, for most ordinary people, this thing is still quite powerful.

When Stephen saw the piece of meat, he felt as if something was grabbing his throat and his head was pressed into the water, making it impossible to breathe.

He felt as if he suddenly had some more knowledge in his head, but this knowledge quickly faded away and disappeared from his head in an instant.

It felt like a rope was passed through his left ear, came out of his brain, and was pulled out of his right ear.

The brain is trembling.

At the same time, one of the two foreigners began to melt and turned into a pool of cooked meat paste, while the other fell into a frenzy, with blood oozing from his eyes and something wriggling under his skin, as if it could break out of his body at any time.

The scene was cruel and weird, yet also revealed a desperate beauty.

If there was any image of destruction, Stephen thought this was it.

At this time, the camera turned and the earthquake became more and more violent. The city was in a mess. Lu Ban came to the Taoist temple and met the people of Jiuchuan who were fighting with monsters. He told them the truth about Xuanjun.

Moreover, Lu Ban decided to go to the seal himself to suppress it all.

"Are we finally going to burn Lu Ban?"

Stephen suddenly recovered from his decadent state, as if he had been severely beaten by life, and became excited, looking forward to the next plot.

Lu Ban quickly followed the road to the caves excavated by the foreigners, lay in the coffin, and came to the temple.

In an instant, Lu Ban also melted.

Melting, boiling, burning.

The power of the Old Ones was clearly visible.

On the mountain of Jiangcheng, the earth shook.

It is said that people also encountered the problem of being unable to go down the mountain.

After some hesitation, they finally decided to go back to the mountain to help Lu Ban.

After seeing this scene, Professor Hu finally understood what his father regretted.

Because only his father did not follow him up the mountain, but instead looked for another way down the mountain.

Professor Hu knew very well that his father did this for him and his mother. If he were in this situation, he might also choose to escape.

Saving the world has never been an obligation.

But it is precisely this that will make his father regret for the rest of his life.

Because he betrayed the mission and heritage of so many years.

After a long period of inheritance, the descendants of the Nine Schools made different choices.

Some people, like Dai Yuanyang, sold out everything for themselves in search of power.

Some people are like Qi Ye, who keep themselves safe and do not betray, but also do not pass on the tradition.

There are also people, like these followers of the Nine Streams who are heading towards Xuanjun’s cave, who choose to believe in hope.

Even if there is an abyss ahead, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, as long as there is hope, we cannot say that there is no possibility of breaking through the barriers.

Human beings are tiny, yet great.

Seeing this, Professor Hu's eyes were filled with tears.

Cao Manwen was moved by the expression on the old man's face.

He looked at the sentence in the cave and fell into deep thought.

[The dead pay tribute to those who are dying]

If I were to be in that position one day, would I give up everything and die bravely like these people?

Cao Manwen didn’t know.

Perhaps at that moment, there will be some mysterious force helping him make a decision.

This power comes from the education he received since childhood, the knowledge he acquired, from what he saw and heard, and from the deepest part of his blood.

This was the only thing he could believe.

Because in the past history, such a long history, it was the thousands and thousands, countless people like them who supported this country to move forward in the face of difficulties and hardships.

The nine classes are just a microcosm.

They represent the struggles of an entire era.

When faced with the irresistible encroachment of darkness, there are always people who are willing to give up their own future just to let this land see the dawn again.

Therefore, when Cao Manwen saw the countless seniors standing together and putting their hands on their shoulders, his vision also blurred.