Looking at the Great Silent Universe, the eight objects seemed to be a little stunned. They were surrounding the Great Silent Universe, and their breaths were constantly testing towards the Great Silent Universe.
Lin Huang frowned slightly. The changes in the eight objects at this moment did not seem to indicate fear.
And Lin Huang has never felt more hostility from them.
…
"child……"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded from the ancient well, startling both Lin Huang and Jun Qingcheng.
Just between breaths, the residual leg walked out of the void. Just between steps, an illusory figure emerged from the residual leg.
It was a rickety old man, holding an ancient staff, with a string of animal teeth hanging on his chest, and a vertical eye between his eyebrows.
He looked old and had a sad face. His wrinkled hands held up the Universe of Silence, and his eyes were full of pity and affection. "Child...is that you?"
"Child, I feel your breath!"
"Did you... also die in the battle?"
Lin Huang's eyes widened, but he did not dare to speak. He glanced at Jun Qingcheng, whose eyes were also full of doubts.
If you take out a ball yourself, will you still have friends?
Lin Huang was a little confused, but he also felt a little more cautious.
This place is very strange. These objects don't seem to be hostile now, but I'm afraid none of them are benign.
Moreover, which place can have such a big tone and dare to call it Siyuan Village?
Lin Huang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to speak.
But I found that those few objects slowly appeared as phantoms at this moment. There were old people, women, and middle-aged strong men, all staring at the universe of silence.
"Time passes, things change and people change. My child...are you finally back?"
When a woman spoke, her shadowy body shed tears, and her face was filled with sadness.
"Aning, you're back!"
"Boy... you still know how to come back... The world is destroyed, why do you want to come back!"
"Eternity, Aning... Are you being bullied when you are alone outside?"
"Aning..."
…
A group of phantom objects. You say something to me, caring, scolding or scolding, but it is full of affection for the universe of silence.
Lin Huang remained silent and did not interrupt the reminiscing between them. He glanced at the latter and squeezed her little hand.
No matter how the eight objects called, the universe of great silence did not change at all. It seemed like a dead thing, indifferent.
And those few price shadows were gradually discovered.
The expressions on their faces became increasingly sad. They wanted to reach out and hold the Great Silence of Universe in their arms, but they were unable to do so.
"A Ning...haven't you finally walked out of this world? You are the most talented young man in Siyuan Village. You were once so dazzling..."
"The world will eventually be destroyed, and the human race will have no hope. The tidal catastrophe is our human race's eternal nightmare!"
"An Ning, it would be nice to come back... it would be nice to come back! Accompany Aunt Liu and rest here in Shiyuan Village!"
"Alas, one of us has failed to live up to the entrustment of all of you. It has also harmed Aning. He should not have been allowed to leave Siyuan Village back then! All of this is the fate of my human race!"
The old man with the broken leg shook his head, his expression was confused and filled with regret.
"Senior, the human race has not been destroyed! Heaven and earth are still here!"
Lin Huang spoke, interrupting the long conversation among everyone.
The old man raised his head and just focused on Lin Huang and Jun Qingcheng. His wrinkled face was slightly confused, and then his voice sounded hoarse:
"My child, you came from outside? You are not from Siyuan Village! Did you bring Aning back?"
"Junior Lin Huang, I have many doubts, please ask my seniors to help me clear them up!"
Lin Huang clasped his fists and spoke.
The old man did not respond to Lin Huang's words, but just surrounded Lin Huang and looked at the latter carefully, "The Great Emperor Jiu Nirvana, the four heavenly gates... placed in Shiyuan Village, they are considered good existences!"
As soon as he said this, Lin Huang suddenly frowned.
What is considered a good existence?
Are you bad at yourself?
Lin Huang didn't understand.
"Of course not as good as Senior Aning!"
Lin Huang smiled humbly.
"That's natural!"
The person who called herself Aunt Liu said, "A Ning was born with a divine body. Before he was twenty years old, he cultivated the body of a god king. Even in that era of chaos and chaos, An Ning was an absolute genius!"
"It's a pity that he was not born before the tide. Instead, he was born after the tide. The inheritance was cut off and there was no way to practice. Even though Aning is a genius, the path to practice is still difficult!"
"It's just that under such circumstances, Aning still embarked on an invincible path, using his body as the world and weaving thousands of rules. As a god, he is an invincible existence among gods. He is the king of gods, and we will wait for him.
Even though I have never witnessed it with my own eyes, he should be an invincible existence among the God Kings!"
"He is too dazzling, but he was born in an era when our human race was withering. There is no way ahead, he can only walk out on his own. His life is too pitiful. No one walks with him, he walks alone,
To pave the way for future generations... But if the world is destroyed, we will not be able to escape the catastrophe. And Aning..."
The woman choked up and looked at the Great Silent Universe in front of her, "I'm afraid she has never escaped that disaster. Everything is fate!"
"Senior, don't worry, the human race has not been destroyed... No matter what happened in that catastrophe, the human race has come through. Now the human race is prosperous. Although it is not the only one in the world, it is still the best among all the races in the world! Perhaps among them
, all thanks to senior Aning!”
"The human race...how is the human race doing now?"
The woman spoke.
Lin Huang immediately waved his hand, and scenes of human races from all over the world appeared in the ancient well. Countless messages surged like a tide in the ancient well for everyone to sense.
"turn out to be……"
The old man with the broken leg shook his head, "Several tidal eras have passed, and the human race has still not been able to escape the catastrophe of the tide. Every time a tide comes, it is the catastrophe of the destruction of the human race! Why can't all the races in the world be tolerated alone?
The existence of human race!"
"But the human race has never given up fighting, even if the tide comes a hundred times and a thousand times, the human race's fire will never be extinguished, and the human race will never be extinguished! Fighting against the sky is endless fun!"
"It's endless fun...but all the people are too tired!"
Another old man spoke, his body was the rusty iron rope from before.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, then changed the topic, trying to pull everyone out of their sad mood, "I dare to ask some seniors why this place is called Shiyuan Village!"
"No... it's not Siyuan Village. To be more precise, this should be called the Fourth Generation Jiashen Siyuan Village!"
Um?
Lin Huang looked at the old man with a broken leg who was speaking in confusion.
"Every time a tidal disaster comes, the human race will build the Shiyuan Village for the last fire! The fourth generation of Jiashen Shiyuan Village shows that we are people of the third tidal era. Because we become fire and enter the Shiyuan Village, we will be able to
After the tidal catastrophe, the establishment of the human race in the fourth tidal era began, and Jiashen is the code name of the sixty origin villages of the fourth generation!"