One day, his father was extremely happy and solemn, and came back with injuries all over his body.
At the corner...
By the way, this child who has grown into a teenager is called Jiao.
In front of Jiao, his father took out a talisman. He didn't know what material the talisman was made of, but Jiao could recognize it. It was definitely not the kind of material used by the talisman masters in the tribe. The talisman on it was
The pattern was not the kind of talisman pattern he had seen before, it was very mysterious and complicated.
His father told him how he got the talisman, and told him that it was called the Zhou Tianbaolu. Then he refined the Zhoutian Baolu in front of Jiao. He told Jiao that he could protect Jiao, the people of the tribe, and let the tribe live a better life.
Stable days.
He did it.
But every time after using the Zhou Tian Baolu, Jiao would see his father's weakness. Although he would recover after a while, his father was beginning to grow old.
The turmoil began to intensify, and countless human tribes were hunted by monsters from all sides. The situation of the human race became more and more dangerous and difficult.
Human races began to contact each other and began to converge.
Countless tribes gathered in the sunset plains of the wilderness, and finally decided to flee the wilderness, and a grand and unknown migration began.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Fighting occurs almost every day. During the years of human migration, new lives are born, but more often they die.
Finally one day, my father used Zhou Tian Baolu again, but this time the demon clan targeted was too highly cultivated. Although he killed the demon clan, my father's body also collapsed.
Before he died, he called Jiao to him: "Jiao, my father is going to die!"
"No, it won't happen." Jiao cried bitterly.
"Jiao, don't cry. Listen to the father..."
"Yeah!" Jiao closed his mouth hard to prevent himself from crying, but the tears never stopped.
"Jiao, when you grow up, you must shoulder the responsibility of protecting your clan. After my death, Zhou Tian Baolu will be separated from me. You can refine it and use it to protect your clan.
However, once the Zhou Tian Baolu is refined, it will follow you for life. Unless you die, there will be no chance to transfer it to others. It will bring you strength, but it will also bring you responsibility.
Do you want it?
If I don’t want to, I can transfer it to someone else.”
"I want it!" Jiao nodded heavily.
"Okay, this is my son..."
The father smiled happily and taught Jiao how to refine it, then put his big hand on Jiao's shoulder:
"Jiao, I really want to see an era when humans no longer wander and can have their own habitat. I even want to see an era when humans are no longer afraid of monsters!"
Father is dead!
After refining Zhou Tianbao's horn, the human race continued to migrate.
Jiao took over the role of his father and experienced battle after battle.
The human race is still constantly migrating, with death and rebirth alternating, despair and hope intertwined.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
The horns are getting stronger and stronger, but also getting older.
Destiny finally arrived at that moment.
Gu Shuo saw a familiar scene. Jiao used Zhou Tianbaolu to kill the big demon, but he was also extremely weak. An eagle demon pounced down in the air. He was extremely weak, and his body was already full of cracks. He was killed by the eagle demon.
shred.
Gu Shuo suddenly woke up.
The hawk demon in the sky was swooping down from the sky, and Jiao's hand was holding his shoulder. His body was covered with cracks, like a porcelain that could break at any time. But his eyes were still firm, with murderous intent, and his voice was
Still echoing in Gu Shuo’s ears:
"Boy, you are still young. The future of the human race depends on you. Stand back!"
Gu Shuo's shoulder broke away from the big hand without much strength, and his eyes filled with tears looked at the eagle demon that was swooping down from the air. The eagle demon's body was filled with the perfect aura of golden elixir.
"Buzz..."
Gu Shuo's body erupted with soaring murderous intent, which was the murderous intent nurtured by Jiao growing up as a child and killing thousands of monsters during the long years of fighting.
It seemed like a peacock was chirping, half of the peacock feathers were circling around the body, the ancient sword soared into the sky, and the power of the Nascent Soul was overwhelming. The long sword was released with overwhelming killing intent, causing the sky to become chaotic, and the eagle demon turned into blood.
rain.
Gu Shuo's figure fell opposite the old monk and looked at him.
This moment is like the intertwining of years and the intertwining of history.
The old monk was stunned for a moment: "I seem to be...very familiar with you..."
The old monk looked around blankly. The sounds of fighting around him seemed to be fading away. The figures of the monsters and humans around him were fading and becoming illusory. Only Jiao and Gu Shuo were solid. The old monk's
His eyes flickered:
"I remember...I was killed by that harpy..."
"Yes!" Gu Shuo's voice was hoarse.
"Then I...then now..."
Gu Shuo gave a solemn salute to the horn: "Gu Shu of the human race, I have met my seniors. Now it has been ten thousand years since the migration. The place where our seniors died in battle has become a place of opportunity that breeds murderous intent. The juniors came to experience and are lucky enough to integrate with their seniors.
In the remaining memories, I experienced the years of my predecessors."
"It's been ten thousand years..." Jiao looked around, his blank eyes gradually turned expectant, and he looked at Gu Shuo: "Then... has the migration of the human race ended now?"
"it's over!"
"Then... we humans have our own habitat and no longer wander?"
"Um!"
"Then...are we humans still afraid of the demon clan?"
Gu Shuo bit his lip: "I'm not afraid!"
Jiao smiled: "I feel Zhou Tianbaolu's aura, I'll do it for you."
Gu Shuo followed Jiao through the phantoms of humans and monsters, as if he had traveled through the years of history, and then he saw the Zhoutian treasure basket, which was exactly the same as in his memory, lying quietly on the ground.
Jiao knelt down and stroked the Zhou Tian Baolu: "Gu, this is the Zhou Tian Baolu. He can give you power, but it also requires you to take on the responsibility of protecting the human race.
Are you willing to take on this important responsibility?"
"I do!" Gu Shuo's voice choked with sobs.
"Well……"
A relieved smile appeared on Jiao's face, and he taught Gu Shuo the method of refining Zhou Tian Baolu. Then he said:
"Gu, you can refine it now, I'll help you."
"I refine it?"
Gu Shuo was a little confused, because in the Dharma, this requires the power of spiritual consciousness.
Does Gushuo have it?
No!
"What's wrong?" Jiao looked at Gu Shuo eagerly.
Gu Shuo opened his mouth and suddenly remembered that he had signed a contract with Xiao Bing before and had seen the contents of the contract with his eyes.
So……
Can I use my Zongmu to refine this Zhou Tian Baolu?
Try it?
Even if it doesn't succeed, there shouldn't be any danger, right?
Before, I used my Zong Eye to read the contract, and before that, I used my Zong Eye to practice wind intention, cloud intention, and enter the sword tip to practice sword intention. There was no danger. At most, it would be unsuccessful...
Looking at Jiao's earnest eyes, Gu Shuo finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
He opened his eyes and looked at the Zhoutian Treasure Ruan.
Thank you: Human nature is willing to reward you with 200 starting coins!
Remember, I would like to reward you with 100 starting coins!