Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly and looked Feng Wu up and down, "Who are you? How can you help me?"
"Haha, speaking of who I am, then I have to have a good chat with you."
Feng Wu sneered, and a hint of despair appeared on her fair and delicate face.
"Young Master should know the origin of my world of Xianling, right?"
"have no idea."
Ling Xiao shook his head, his eyes clear and candid.
"Um?"
The aura that just appeared on Feng Wu's face solidified in an instant.
"I wonder what you came to the world of Xianling?"
"This is Xuantian Immortal Realm. Where do I want to go? Do I need other people's consent?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and suddenly there was a surge of dominance around him, shaking the wind and clouds.
Just now, the reason why he let Ying Dang go was because he felt that there should be some other plots and fortunes hidden in the prince of the Ying clan.
At the very least, he should still have the potential to grow before Yingjiao dies.
Throughout the entire Xuantian Immortal Realm, among the destined people that Ling Xiao saw, Yingdang was by far the one with the highest luck.
He is likely to have something to do with the last chance in the world of Xianling, so naturally he cannot fall so easily.
As for the little girl in front of her, she is the native destiny of the Xianling World.
With her by his side, Ling Xiao will definitely be able to touch some of the secrets and creations hidden here, and even other destiny plots.
"Well…"
If this sentence were said by others, Feng Wu would be able to give him a few words.
But after seeing Ling Xiao's methods and ruthlessness with her own eyes, Feng Wu felt that he was right.
Strong people ignore any rules.
"Tell me, tell me what you know."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent as his figure fell from the sky and landed on an ancient mountain.
At this time, he could see that there were some spiritual formations standing everywhere in this world.
Here, it is like a completely independent world, containing many sect forces.
"The Immortal Tomb is actually the burial place of the Lord of Heaven."
"Um?"
In an instant, a hint of panic appeared on Ling Xiao's face.
He guessed that this immortal mausoleum was related to the old Heavenly Court, but he still did not expect that this was actually the tomb of the Lord of Heavenly Court.
"Are you sure?"
Ling Xiao turned to look at Feng Wu, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
"Well, I'm not sure, but there is a saying among our eight ancient tribes that if one day the Lord of Heaven wakes up from his tomb, it will be the time for our human race to rise again."
Feng Wu curled her lips and showed an embarrassed smile.
"Eight ancient tribes?"
Ling Xiao frowned, feeling more and more that this world was much more complicated than he imagined.
"You don't even know about the eight ancient tribes of my human race?"
Feng Wu snorted coldly, clasping her little hands behind her back, "In ancient times, our human race had eight ancient tribes. They believed in all things in nature, and felt the power in totems, creating a precedent for the human race to practice. Later, the eight tribes followed the human master to the upper world.
, explore the pinnacle of the avenue, establish order in heaven, and eventually become the co-lord of the nine heavens."
"These eight tribes are Ji, Feng, Chi, Jiang, Si, Yan, Yao, and Li."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and something suddenly dawned on his heart.
He had seen many of these eight surnames before in the human world or in the fairyland.
even!!
Many of them have good luck and destiny.
Now it seems that the origin of their luck is probably inseparable from the eight ancient tribes.
"After the destruction of the old Heavenly Court, the Lord of the Heavenly Court used the Immortal Tomb as the foundation to deduce this world and incorporated the blood of the eight tribes into it. However... when someone from the eight tribes left the world of the Immortal Tomb, they left crack marks in the void.
, and was later noticed by the powerful men in the Immortal Realm, and now they regard our world as a place of trial."
"You mean, the eight ancient tribes were the original founders of the old heaven?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. In fact, what he cared about was not the eight ancient clans, but... Ling Tianlin's relationship with the old heaven.
Once upon a time, Ling Xiao thought that his good father was the Lord of Heaven.
Now it seems that this guess is wrong.
However, Xuanyuan Yue reminded Ling Xiao more than once in the reincarnation fairyland before that she must give Ling Tianlin a chance to explain in the future.
This feeling was as if he clearly knew the identity of Ling Xiao Tianmo, and he also took advantage of Ling Xiao's identity.
But what he is doing is a great thing.
"You can also say that, I heard from the ancestors of the clan before that when the heaven was at its peak, there were hundreds of saints, and each one of them played an important role in the history of the human race. It's a pity..."
Feng Wu sighed softly and stopped talking, as if she thought of something unbearable to look back on.
"I just heard you say that your mother wants to eat you? What's going on?"
Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Feng Wu, with a hint of soul light emerging in his eyes.
"Uh...actually, I also guessed..."
Feng Wu smiled helplessly, and her face gradually became serious, "According to the records of the clan, I should have nine sisters, but since I was born, I have never seen my nine sisters, and not long ago, I
Mother is pregnant again…”
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately understood the deep meaning of Feng Wu's words, "So you suspect that all nine of your sisters were eaten by your mother?"
"Otherwise? There have been rumors in the world of Xianling that the blood of my Phoenix clan can be immortal."
"In that case, why would your mother go to such trouble and devour her clan members?"
"Uh, you really don't know?"
Feng Wu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head helplessly, "Humans are born creatures, and logically speaking, they cannot step into the realm of respect. Do you understand?"
"so what?"
"So, many sages of the human race have tried countless ways to break the bloodline. Today, there are three methods that have been continued."
Feng Wu looked solemn, with pain hidden in her eyes.
As the saying goes, the road is the public road.
But in the eyes of human cultivators, this avenue is the most unfair.
Just this difference in bloodline caused the clan to lose one powerful person after another in an attempt to change the status quo.
As a result, hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the human bloodline is still the humblest and weakest bloodline in the fairyland.
"Three types? Which three types?"
"First, faith can enshrine the gods, and the spirit and soul can enter the body. It does not involve the physical body. The immortal golden body can be cast directly with the power of faith, and the spirit and soul can enter the golden body."
"Secondly, fused blood, especially the blood of the great innate demons, is something that the human race truly covets."
"As for the third one, it is the ultimate path, the pinnacle of the imperial realm, and the true body is forged by millions of thunder calamities."
As Feng Wu finished speaking, Ling Xiao's expression gradually became serious.
Only then did he truly realize how much the human race paid for taking control of the sky.
Perhaps, for the monsters, gods, demons, and immortals, Zhang Tian only needs an opportunity and a piece of luck.
But for the human race, it is a real change of destiny!!